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Let Me In[tro]
00:31
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Even through all of this I'm still begging you to show me.
Anonymous, so why should they ever know me?
And even through all of this I'm still, begging you to show me.
Please let me in...
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FLT
02:20
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Piece together my story like Voltron.
Previous successes ain't stretch over every nation, so I'm
back to the drawing board, bout to hit that overdrive
gotta give you my heart in these messages: emoticons.
Martial with the arts: teach a sucka shotokan. Find a wifey through the fire; unlike every woman she's more Chaka Khan. No time to slow up: I'm fasting, no Ramadan. Dreams bigger than anything you could fit on jumbotrons.
This the zenith I've been dreaming up. Beam me up if I'm ready for the galaxy, they ain't seen enough. Life's a movie: I ain't scene enough to say it's an Oscar winner yet. Sinner with a backpack jet. Strapback tight, shot loose, fadeaway drained? Yes! Married to my stress to never see divorce. Halfway through the course, seen the passion reinforced. Replenished by the allure of being the one who didn't sell his soul to make the people roar.
Spit it like the gospel: lifting every voice. Deep inside my veins already: innovation ain't a choice. Far from the victory, ain't got no time to rejoice. What's a celebration if you're really lacking confetti?
My father's son: I can't afford to not be ultraviolet. A casket the only thing to guarantee my silence. Even then my melodies will extend over centuries; have my great, great-great-great-great grandkids still playing me.
Trying to make it deep into the future. Know them xanny bars are temporary. Patience and passion are meant to be married. But only when they're ready for each other. That's a deadly combination, they work best when under covers. Can't rush the process like Embiid on the fast break. Trust everything I'm saying ain't nonsense. Even if I ain't got a PhD. The facts of life remain undefeated, no matter how you see it.
It's the new school: wack rappers expelled. Love, grind, shame, Deion prime rhymes. Wrecking opposition while embracing the hate.
Namaste: Arte Magnus making up For Lost Time,
Truly
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On Edge
03:14
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Feel an influx of fucks given when stress risen.
Being lost ain't part of the mission, can't be sitting..
Duck. Keep trucking, 16-wheeling. Nice guy live long enough to be villain.
SIns on my head, but no rest for the wicked.
Believe in a heathen: I'll for this vision.
Pot full of piss: family gave me privilege, but not enough to be blind of my pigment. Easy to see we all lost division. Law kill us off. Can't you see we all victims, in a system that rather have us all in prison. Sleep anymore they gone finish the mission. Grandmamas praying on the day Jesus risen. We should be looking for some more activism. The President's orange, clearly there's no limits. Black don't crack: They can't shatter our spirit.
Better unite so the whole world can hear it
Before I die, know they gon' feel it..
Cause We're living on the edge
We living on the edge
We living on the edge
Muscle through baby, hold yo head
Cause we living on the edge
Thoughts, racing
(Will it all be worth it should I--)
Know what? Chase it!
(Will it ever matter? Should I--)
Give up? Never!
(Feel they'll never hear it before--)
You die? Embrace it!
(Tighter than a straightjacket)
Your flow? Crazy!
(Web a syllable like a spider--)
Man? Amazing!
Gas myself like Exxon. Ain't worried bout who's next on the podium. Wrecking instrumentals, haters heavy on the sodium. Battery everlasting, even better than a lithium. Bet your bottom dollar I'mma carry it to stadiums. Bumping while you holla all the words? That's thanking him. King of the Hill: I could see some Hank in him.
Cash in on the word: there's been a bank in him.
Bipolar homie: Jekyll got nothing to hide in him.
Woah nelly, you should take a ride with him. On edge: Stonehenge couldn't even rock with him.
Got a mind on the edge
Got a mind on the edge
Stand tall through it all don't dread
Living this life with a mind on the edge.
Got a mind on the edge
Got a mind on the ledge
Stand tall through it all, don't dread
Living this life with a mind on the edge
Funny how they love you when you're tossing a pigskin,
Then you wake em up, touch a nerve on oppression.
Then they look at you like you're an opposition.
Funny, they hate being put in odd positions.
Home of the brave, created on protest: so why the fuck now do you tighten your chest? Want us to forget four centuries yet,
Ignore the fact cops step on Blacks like roaches?!? Ball's in your court, teach yourself, no coaches.
Unify: don't let supremacists divide for sport!!!
Fresh off my chest, remedy the hopeless.
Easy to believe, follow through and quote this:
A LIFE WITH NO RISK IS A SOUL THAT'S BROKEN!
A LIFE WITH NO RISK IS A SOUL THAT'S BROKEN!
A LIFE WITH NO RISK IS A SOUL THAT'S BROKEN!
A LIFE WITH NO RISK IS A SOUL THAT'S BROKEN.
We're living on the edge, with a mind on the ledge.
Born to lose, designed to win. No recline till the true unity begins.
Stand tall through it, don't dread.
Muscle through baby, hold your head.
We're living this life on the edge.
(Malcolm X)
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Hattori Hanzo
02:52
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No Batman, a young legend on his Nightwing. Light brings change: I'm just trying to do the right thing. Why be sane? They don't want you so enlightened. Pipe dreams tamed? Got the fluid for igniting. (Can't stop now) No screech in my options. (Clear my throat) they gon' love me after the coffin. Saved by the pen: no parole in my sentence. Work on repentance, don't ask for permission. Tongue on katana.
Hattori Hanzo in Valhalla deserve all the honor. They judging anyway your honor: "He don't get laid enough, paid enough, threads ain't designer. He ain't real black like he think he is. He ain't from my part of town, moving bass, only beats and shit!"
It's written all over your faces. Judging the album by covers, but I ain't hit remixes like all the rest of em. All original or nothing, the best of him. Hit or miss, I ain't winning by decision. It's a knockout or I'm finished. Giving new life to the rhythm. Trying to find unity cause they want you and me split like a schism. Love it and live it , I want it all: no time for penny pinching. Let's get it!!!
Underdog with an underbite. Lost my mind at night. Used my wrongs to write, a melody for the whole world to recite. Pushing through, to see it true; Give a fuck about a pitfall.
Got no time to stall!
We just want it all!
We deserve to ball!
It's our shot to call!
All in no withdrawal!
Got no time to stall!
We just want it all!
We deserve to ball!
It's our shot to call!
All in no withdrawal!
We just want it
Come up getting faster. Don't you ever doubt a second of the organized disaster. Overdrive on a life we don't get to rewind. Patience on heavy decline. You don't get to recline if you really want shine. And the kid got far with a teeny bit of guidance. Where he reside: Jekyll and Hyde bouta see eye to eye. Wanna compete? Fine.
Challengers are nothing to dodge. Whip in a hoopty while shooting for stars. Scoop me a cutie if she like the bars. Not talking about xannies, y'all took it too far! Constantly pushing my limits to never give you what you want, only feed you what you need. No need to doubt it or front: get yo ass up and believe! Black sheep in my family tree benefitted through odds, that were never even. Lightening in a bottle I doubt it; monsoon rain after every drought hit. Hellraiser in a brainstorm, thank the Lord my life ain't been normal. Making up for lost time: last second, I'll be immortal!
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Entertained
03:29
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Ruler of the coliseum policy: If you're not here to dominate, there's no way you're built to be king. Save the mumbles, keep that under the breath shit at home. Eyes on me: hot commodity for the drones. They don't got the love for this like i do. Kurt Russell with the throttle, man, my drive death proof. Step to, the podium and if they know I'm doper than you, check your sodium and leave like you're supposed to do.
This ain't a flex track, this better than your next track. Piledriver neck snap, spiral tap, pedigree and those ahead of me are temporary. Thanks for reserving the seat. Kick flows like sweet chin music. If you got the light, why not Ivan Ooze it? Drop motivation bars, looking for new fusions like Potara. They told me go harder to never lose it. If they hating while you're great,they obviously deluded.
Kicking a rhyme, posted in my dorm, thinking of a way to provide you with a break form the norm. They Soco & Lime: straight shooters reproducing every wave, everyday just so you're entertained [2x]
Not built for you all, that's the name of the biz. Write me off if you want, but don't reach when I'm big. Might be your knight and shining, no Pips, Gladys. (But there's always other fish in the sea, that is)
God's honest truth. Opportunities pass by. Assed out, money looking slim, never in doubt, ask why. Quitting not in the vocabulary, thank my Grammy for it. Moving forward, soon a hoopty, but this ain't for no Toyota. A--live. Drop a pearl every jam. Searching for evenflow, even though my Father never got the chance. I'mma fly, tour the globe, see the galaxy. January Juggernaut, always running, hope you coming with me. This gon' be the ride of the century. Sent to be a legend. Can we find prosperity? Due time, due grind. No skating, but I ollie over haters. Household name, but for now I'm...
Kicking a rhyme, posted in my dorm, thinking of a way to provide you with a break from the norm. They Soco & Lime. Straight shooters, reproducing every wave, everyday just so you're entertained. (2x)
Xanny bars from the stars just so you're entertained
Going skrr in the car just so you're entertained.
Bet I'm pulling every broad just so you're entertained
Don't a damn thing change just so you're entertained.
Zanny bars from the stars just so you're entertained.
Going skrr in the car just so you're entertained.
Bet I'm pulling every broad just so you're entertained.
Don't a damn thing change just so you're entertained,
Truly
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M.O.M.S.
05:56
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Often you weren't talkative in our onset. Good thing I made you laugh more than joker toxin. Feeling boxed in, thinking she's just playing hard to get. Shorty badder than the...reputation of Joan Jett, or the king of pop. Orville Redenbacher know my jokes are corny. Better with my sentences: my life improve with every story. Used to be so close-minded: Hella fake friends while I walk in designer. Just a minor trying to be major, baby girl, you're the key, to a better me; the version of myself I've dreamt but never seen. Hell if I've ever seen Heaven or accepted it on Earth, without bathing in negativity first. West of happy, always finding something wrong, but I wasn't one to run away, (except that one time) but not now. Right up in your face like isolation defense. I wanna score, so do you: same team, the end.
And I'm just vamping game at a standstill. Drop heavy bars like an anvil. Tunes getting looney, hope it's bugging your bunny.Elmer Fudd's getting stuck in their ways like the app frozen. Live to free my soul, don't know if I'm chosen. Jill Scott pen game, never lame: Golden. Live to free my soul don't know if I'm chosen. Usher in a new wave.
I'm a good kisser. This you can bet..
Heaven designed her: the finest one yet.
And I won't be foolish, no... cause I want you to know...
You know you keep my life shining..
Music of my soul
You know I think my life rises and shines off grooves..
You know there's nothing, nothing, nothing I cannot do..
From me to you...This music of my
(Guitar Solo)
Slide to the left, put a shiver in your shoulder. Slide to the right like you're tryna move a boulder. Couple steps back, quick snaps and spin. Now we're bout to do it all over again. It goes
Slide to the left, put a shiver in your shoulder. Slide to the right like you're tryna move a boulder. Couple steps back, quick snaps and spin. Now we're bout to do it all over again
Slide to the left, put a shiver in your shoulder. Slide to the right like you're tryna move a boulder. Couple steps back, quick snaps and spin. Now we're bout to do it all over again
Slide left, slide right, back it up then break ya spine.
(it go) Slide left, slide right, back it then break ya spine
Slide left, slide right, now back it up then break ya spine.
Slide left, slide right, back it up then break ya spine.
Sway, sway, you can do it all by yourself!
We, we go for ours, we got the power.
Now throw your fists up and fight!
We, we go for ours, we got the power.
Now through your talents up and fly!
We don't care about tv Mama. We just...we just want our shine
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Wassgood!
We, we go for ours, we got the power.
Now throw your fists up and fight!
We, we go for ours, we got the power.
Now through your talents up and fly!
We don't care about tv, Mama, we just...we deserve our shine!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, wassgood!
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Crave
02:17
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Tell me what you crave..
A mountain full of money and a ton of women on me.
Give it all: what would it take?
To put my Mama in a mansion, leave my homies never hungry?
Never stop, what would you break?
Rules,records, hearts, higher numbers on the charts.
Do you know your fate?
Lord knows that I'm blind to it. Gimme some opposition to ride to.
Do you know yourself? Getting closer everyday, but I, know the mirror is lie-proof.
Do you feel alive?
Give a fuck about that: this would be a wonderful beat to die to. Celebrate a hater's demise to. Get hype when you see the whole crowd rise for you. Looking back, on the days you were anonymous, now your name is synonymous with the legends; everyone lesser despise you!
Panties falling on any girl in a crop top. Let her ride me like she won a free drop top. Falling prey to all my darkest desires. Smothered in lust and my greed never tires. Supposed to be helping my people go higher; deny oppression to ignite more fire. Why should i care when my stomach is full and my bank isn't empty: ain't this why you sent me?
To be a beacon for the lost and dead inside? Be a rockstar with mad issues to hide? Why even say something meaningful if they gon' love me in way less syllables, while I get paid in full, with a bad thing on my waist?
What good are morals in this paper chase? High off my laurels, don't care about pace. Shit is so easy: just copy and paste!
Back to reality, not built for any of what you just heard, or am I?
Is it illusion or do I, really believe all I see that pretends to be Heaven on Earth? Is this a gift or a curse? What do you crave? Whatever is is make it work. Is this a gift or a curse? What do you crave? Whatever it is, make it work.
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Technically (Skit)
01:17
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*Sounds*
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9. |
The Path
03:39
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Symphony, of an introverted oddity.
Modest me, even though there's no way that they're stopping me
Topping me. Human Torch, orchestrate my creed, no Michael B.
Perpetual orphan: will never be son'd by these..
Carbon copies surfing for the current wave.
Bipolar legend predating my early grave.
The beauty of the beast is how he never sleeps. Life expectancy, shorter than most. Ghosting bullshit to go coast to coast. 619 when I kick my flows. Still a mysterio, what's the scenario? Focused and honing my craft till the world got me on every stereo. Wanted this at 15, 7 years later can't let it go. Membrane more unchained than your average geek, but you wouldn't know until you asked,
Less grimm than Ben when I pen my path.
Calm like a bomb: let the track explode in the aftermath.
Hypersexual, shakey handles, I love it though.
My vices love to dismantle my focus, so I'm close... to a breakdown.
Reprieve all I need to dedicate the clock to future, locked at University.
Biding my seconds, but every day is another lesson. Still ain't learned to be on time. Still ain't got the code to solve the rubix cube for women. Not successful enough for you? But I always paced my hourglass, and all this faith in golden days the only shit that saved my ass. Know my love for this will never cease. With a heart this big of course you want a piece.
Life full of contradictions: Women wanting gentleman while fixated on savages, and men wanting strong women without appreciating resilience.
In a world where she's constantly oppressed; while her body and blunt-rolling skills got you impressed.
Ethan Hunt mindset: change ain't impossible. Repetition, skip the set tripping: you flexing for show. My homies with me through the rope-a-dope, till our last episode, like the Wayans Bros.
Big sis, my second mom. How great she is, I hope she knows. Mama, I love ya. Thanks for guiding me through the obstacles, and knowing I'mma be great cause my light is, unstoppable. Not an expert on expressing my love, so music the only way. Barking at the moon: Iwasborn for this crazy train.
Lord! Forgive me for all the vices I entertain.
I pray one day all the pain is champagne.
Less grim than Ben when I pen my path.
Calm like a bomb: let the track explode in the aftermath.
No stepbacks unless my shot has met its match.
Handsome, funny, thoughts in a spiral, the perfect catch.
Tribulations a ring of fire for Johnny's cash. [2x]
"It is in my power to keep this soul of mine free from any vice or passion, or any other disturbance at all.
But seeing as things for what they are, I can treat them on their merits,"
Truly
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10. |
The Escape Interlude
01:10
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Original sin float around in my noggin.
Tomorrow's not an option, but I'm banking on it anyway.
Replacing blank spaces in my heart with blank pages,
So one of them bound to get filled before I fade away.
Shoot my j, love is distant. I'mma spit it for the children.
Off the rip like a chainsaw to deny your flaws. Pedal floored: are we perfect? Hardly, but who's to deny we, aren't he faces changing every generation? Exploit our talents then shame us when we speak on racism.
The Basis: You can't love us only when your team is winning. Half of us imprisoned while y'all frat boys are rapists. The other side divided over whose lives matter. Paper chasing, plotting to murder stereotypes. Underground and doubt that I'm built for radio hype. Grip the mic, reaching for brighter heights, whatever it takes.
Any means necessary for the great escape..
Calling all activists blacker than this, underdog with an underbite:
Teach the people how to fight complacency and lack of empathy for families of angels clipped by the police,
Please.
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More
02:23
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I'd...give up all of the porn in the world for you. That sentence only matter 'cause for a decade, I played the fool. Addicted to California starlets getting fucked on couches, thinking: If this'll keep my attention, then cool. If this will disguise my loneliness then it's a healthy tool, but, a solitary one would never look for "To". To love, to share, to dedicate our lives to each other, and spend our nights under covers like you with James Bond.
Shake up my reality, you stirring the pot. Not one for simplicity, but for you it could rock. Can't leave you shellshocked. Hope you handle baggage well like a bellhop. Dedicated to fruits of my labor: I won't let you rot. Won't let you stop shining, like your rays are ultraviolet. Father Stretch My Hands: I pray one day I have a doper drop. Never sold dope out a hoopty, my privelege schooled me. If you have a talent tailor made for you don't ever follow suit.
Honest truth: a dishonest youth, with a knack for snapping on instrumentals better than you. Bet on him too? Why not? Certainly he a sure shot. Ready for every rumble. Jordan know he ain't getting block by Mutombo. Take a trip with me baby girl: Know I often stumble, but I learned more from my faults, success just kept me humble.
In a world of excess, sex and money, finding my better half is a path they'll never take from me. Just hoping you know how to keep me on beat(s) like a metronome. Give my heart to you, how could I ever go wrong? Get you singing, my songs, share my name, if nothing more: Know my dopest scores will open doors for y'all to soar,
only if you're down to ride, right?
Truly
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12. |
University Blues
03:03
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Fried chicken dumplings on a Thursday night, hit the open mic, rock the crowd, then it's back to my room to write.
You're bound to be a loner if you're, really not a stoner, or about the party scene, dodging every unpaid promoter.
Trying to fill my quota: a new project every year. Evolving with every sentence, excellence they'll never hear..while they promoting all these wanna be rockstars, crowd pleasers. Mannequins how they posing, but claiming that they were chosen...To lead the new school, but I ain't got time for class clowns. Eat these childrenL my penny wisen up till I'm a cash cow. Tell these brats "hand of the mics or you'll float too." And y'all the ones the kids look up to? But I digress.
Trying to find a lioness who ain't about the games, but hard to see when she fake spiritual and claim all men are lames. One minute we're corny then we're poppin Mr. Redenbacher. Should've been fraternity: I would've had so many options. Keep my colors true, stay cool till I pay my dues:
All the best told me it could happen to you. A poet left on read.
This my University Blues
Undecided, big dreams, slow riding, marijuana.
Fun under covers: don't tell her I don't got rubbers.
8 am classes, pool hall, sun dress, asses. People still rolling around in cliques. Cafe food might as well be cat food. To the misinformed, you would've thought gourmet was the right way. But it's whatever, for now this'll do. Kick back and relax for my University Blues (2x)
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13. |
Stagnant
03:16
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Where's that magic you harvested on your previous projects? I thought you were set to turn up with all your fans at the garden. Magnificent feat, so outstanding, no one is seated. Found brilliance in your resilience: living up to Undefeated. Thought you were a sharpshooter, why you living in submission? Thought your hope was infinite, why you look like you stopped believing? Endless in your love for this? Lying to the people? Treason. If you ain't flame throwing their mind gon' change with the season.
Been feeling estranged from my inner half, the inner beast: The sinner seeking pinnacles to shatter hate with honest speech. Inspire the masses to validate all the air I breathe, on the road to riches; Reparations, generations bleed. Eliminate my demons; jackhammer how I'm digging deep. Evict my addictions: ain't growing with them, they gotta leave. Bruce banner: the true stamina hardly seen. No envy just angry with them at how they wasting green. Go figure: just snapping until you get the picture. Ask em what happens when papermates hit the page. Heavy on opinions, but are they mastering fate? I doubt it. Like 2009 Lebron, I'm feeling stagnant.
They looking for action. Thought i was limitless: did I gain any traction?
Satisfaction in the back seat, far from complete, know exactly what I need, but I've been running in place looking for changes. Looking back on the days when all the pain was, practice. Baby I've just been so stagnant.
Can't find a method to this madness. Lately I've just been so stagnant.
Break free to be the guy you've been waiting for. When the sunny sky ain't conducive for a brainstorm, I'll turn the rain into flow, flip mistakes into flagrant domination on the mic. Electrify the most.
People's champion like Dwayne Johnson. The system kill and exterminate my people, keep us a rock bottom. Chokeslam on our hope: bet they'll be damned if we're anything opposite track star or dopeman. Them sentences were never news. We need to improve our inner circles so the revenue is Black-owned. Rather have a back broke supporting my own than to give my all to white folks who don't give a fuck about our souls. Improve on the day to day, this ain't overnight. The artists in your playlist used to be local, think about that one twice. Trying to get paid for being vocal: i won't charge for advice. This a Ted Talk over beats: what you need in your life.
Chasing after fame distract me from the fact cops killing Black heads like acne. We react with a hashtag, shit getting sappy. It's time for action: poilcy change, protests, save the prayers for after. Can't lie: it took me time to understand what matters...most in a world where minorities are preferred as ghosts.
Stand strong: when we unify change is automatic.
Free your mind: make em beg for the day that we ever stagnant.
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14. |
Spirit Bomb
03:52
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It's been a knock-down, drag-out, haymakers landed. Bombs planted, family explodes, but I'm still standing life. Rhythmical for pinnacles, lack of love made me lyrical, fighting for adoration from the whole damn planet life. Rocko's modern, pain-clipsing, they ain't never seen a brother like me shining, Mom reclining in a mansion life. Days regretted, not stressing, must be a blessing. Gotta be the way, God designed it, I understand it life.
Never been cooler than frieza's brother. Had dreams of selling out stadiums, platinum album covers. While retaining our soul so we understand each other. If I can shine, so can you, it's just a matter of time.
Grind and dedication moving like clockwork. From Striking Stars to Tales In The Hourglass, this might work. Back in the basement this all used to be slight work life half days. Treading water, not I'm crafting my own waves
Limitless pin the stress till it's rock bottom.
The people's champion can't sell his sole for stardom
We gon' toucht he sky keep calm,
Put your hands in the air for the spirit bomb.
And you got the whole word in her palm.
Put your hands in the sky for the spirit bomb.
Nothing will kill my people's resolve: put your hands) in the sky for the Spirit Bomb.
Forever extending this teenage romance. Beat break, spit heatwaves, make your soul dance. I ain't hit 30 open mic's at University, to be another cat giving up on the whole dream. Almost every single one they had to offer. 5 or 25 people: gotta put mic's in the coffin. What's a lion if he never stride? Groundbreaking flows like tsunami. Had to make up for lack of smashing poonanies. For lost time: it's so priceless I lost mine. Redesigned it and took my shot in the knick of time.
Looking back on my high school depression: Wish I knew I would become, a bipolar reverend.
No tabernacle, just papermates and a homily. Honestly, I don't deserve this talent, but use it properly, no modesty. I caught myself slacking: all apologies to my fans who deserve more than penny efforts and heavy sleep.
Eyes us while you still need a remedy and gracious when you give me all your energy. Sent to be vessel for change, touch the ceiling until it breaks. Raising stakes till we no longer looking at empty plates!
We gon touch the sky, keep calm.
Put your hands in the sky for the Spirit Bomb
And you got the whole world in your palm.
Put your hands in the sky for the spirit bomb
Nothing will kill my people's resolve.
Put your hands in the sky for the spirit bomb.
We gon' see it all, don't be alarmed:
Put your hands in the sky for the spirit bomb.
And at the end of it, it's belief:
In everything you do, in everything you ever wanted.
So fly. Weightless. limitless, knowing none of this is promised;
Only taken for everything you've given.
Remember, none of this was ever promised,
Truly
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15. |
Letter 2 My Angelz
03:21
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If I never make it to Heave, tell my Grandma I'll be there in a second.
And If I never make it to heaven, tell my Father I'll be there in a second.
And if i never make it to Heaven, go tell my Great Granddad I'll be there in a second.
Never been that close to the reverend, but got a sermon: can I please get a second?
If I never make it to Heaven, tell my Grandma I'll be there in a second.
(Magnus)
It ain't guaranteed that we gon ever see the Zenith, but a brotha be damned if we ever stop reaching. Never in denial, though the flow go back to Egypt. Make sure they go deaf to get heard for the verse. Prepared for the best, expect the worst; positive like my blood type. Know I'mma shine, even if my shot ugly like Bill Cartwright's. All about how you finish so sue me if I ain't start right.
If your opinion matters, then donald trump is a good guy!!
Lie for a laugh, like i've always been a dirtbag. Like I've always been a flirt, skrrt in the whip, flashing mad cash. Like i wasn't written off in the first second they saw me, then heard me put Mic's in the coffin, like when the doctor off'd him.
Tombstone piledrive my demons. I level up. Heaven knows I've been a heathen, but never been shallow, so I'mma go hop in the deep end.
Tryna help my people stay afloat in American Ocean. Only hoping, I get to see the revolution before I'm croaking.
Tall Task! And I'm only 5'11, but I'mma Porter Mayberry heights that they weren't expecting. Light they wanna be drenched it, but won't put forth the might it takes to get the lives they emulate. Who gon' set the record straight? I'mma get my point across like archery. Everything you want is for the taking: Don't go with the flow like arteries. Take it from a poet that used to hopeless till he started crafting an opus to connect every ocean.
I'm saying...
Mind wide open, so thankful it ain't been easy,
Guarantee half of y'all gon say the kid too preachy, but...
Never been that close to reverend, but got a sermon, can I please get a second? This a letter to my angels. Took your lessons and improved my angles. Making sure that your freedom's never strangled. Here to say thank you, In the only way I know how. Grammy or not, know that I'mma be here for a while. But looking down I pray this one just make you smile.
Looking down I pray this one just make you smile.
Arte Magnus: Living up to my name. ain't no giving up anyway.
We gon' get it all till the grave.
Ain't a thing we can take to the artlife, so make sure that you made your mark like a monument, never leaving their memory. Permanent ink my poetry. Tattoo my body of work with two words: Music History!
If I'm not the greatest then my kids will be, that's a given.
Making up for lost time, having fun with my mission,
Truly
It's just a letter to my angels
Thank you!
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The Hopeful Infinite
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The fire rising, see the flames on the Horizon. Never tame, feel the pain of the blood-spilling lion. Hunting heaven like Orion, doubt I'll ever reach the Zenith. Walking on the suns surface: scorch the earth before I eat it.
Better believe it. Hardheaded path ain't never been the scenic,
But no way to change the movie: somehow, all of this was meant for me.
Raise the roof of my energy. Pen to be limitless. Enemy: got drones on me: they watch for obscenities.
Focused on finding Valhalla on Earth. I'll prevail through retail: you always gotta earn it first. Can never put a price tag, on what a life is worth. Chasing green to maintain and create a dynasty. Stranger to love: I blame it on age and poor focus. Too busy finding a way to feed you a great opus. Visions of a world stage: same dream of a kid a 14 not ready to be king yet.
Now I'm on my P's & Q's like i made the alphabet.
Manifest a dream: the destiny of an alchemist.
World in a whirlpool, gotta keep spinning.
Relentless in my love for this: the hopeful infinite (2x)
Finding forever through lyrics, near immortality.
There's something we're all dying for: freedom don't have a salary.
Lack of effort equal death, my common sense will tell me.
Won't ever rest: I'll move a mountain if my passion tell me.
Fashioned to be your reactant: Pray they don't radio Raheem me before the whole globe feel me clearly. I need it. Had a whole project called "Can You Hear Me". Sharpened focus so the sentence never pointless. Not anointed but...
Now I'm on my P's & Q's like I made the alphabet.
Manifest a dream: the destiny of an alchemist
World in a whirlpool, gotta keep spinning.
Relentless in my love for this: the Hopeful Infinite.
Now I'm on my P's & Q's like I made the alphabet.
Manifest a dream: the destiny of alchemist.
World in a whirlpool, gotta keep spinning.
Relentless in my love for this: The Hopeful Infinite.
For Lost Time,
Truly
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Arte Magnus New Jersey
Arte Magnus is defining his version of Neo-Soul by blending rhythmic word-flow with both contemporary and 90s hip-hop
influences, with a hint of influence from prog metal and R&B.
He is inspiring audiences to be better friends, better lovers, better parents—better people. Music is a lifeforce. He is expressing raw emotion, finding the words to connect with listeners around the world.
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