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Intro
00:35
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2. |
Decent
01:14
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Block the number from your PO
This a free throw
El Paso where no trees grow
I don't feel old
Glitter aint gold
Looting in your hole
Fishing through
Shake off your cold
No passion for the lord
Lord over wealth
Form a hoard
Board games played with some slaves
Who won the war
Seminary into Foothill
Who wanna war
Takes me about 10 minutes
To create some more
Joseph ain't dead
He on the shores
Isaac turns red pillage tours
Gallivant around a city
In the middle of the world
Crusades of a Gemini
Two faces in your core
Sagging through your teeth
Pitted you against the floor
Scrape together your riches
To liberate the land of swords
Bones rattling south to east
Who's in the north
Porous rocks keep a score
Name washed anew
Who you calling whore
Ishmael didn't know there were explosives to form
Neighboring tribes who you gon' support
Their flags will look a little similar
You gotta build a rapport
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3. |
Only Me
01:40
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Had to tell me a flea on my neck
I'm in this deep blood causing me stress
News is I came to sell you a check
How come this time is what we left
That was his best
Two in a vest
Messy pest
Come scrape up a chest
Move it up to rest
Pointing out that our land to the west
I'm stuck using a morgue as a desk
I'm stuck using these oxi's as a tests
Help a soul in search of a chest
Nat on the wall you
Watch how you flex nigga
I keep it under kept nigga
This guilt is a guest nigga
Welcome poppa's bag
It stays with a crest
Wounds and all its for us to compress
Did you hear her vocalize a yes
Or did I see you settle for a guess
Have seen what makes success
Vertical season days are less
Reel a moon rep your set
Rep they set
Wipe a nose desert stripes on the streets
Crescent lies hope you find a leak
Libations to an aqueduct lows and peaks
Her granny was too sick to meet
Frustrations to a victim mindset notes be neat
Erasure creates a sinkhole it's hate I seek
Dark spots next to some ashes, scripts to read
Your cousin will lead you to a place for a grip to be freed
Swallow that pity for a riverbed creed
April holds too many oaks turned seeds
Zealous to hydrate it's only me
Jealous to my rate it's only greed
Sell it to my date it's only dreams
Felt it to my hate it's only feed
It's only me
It's only me
It's only me
Not enough napkins on the floor to pick up a flood
Sit beside a tomb Matthew left you some blood
Craft a woman from clay and a man from mud nigga
We singing songs ash to ash dust to dust
We healing wrongs fast to crash, a sun to combust
Dip into a resource a vein to hug
A head pounding will form a lump
A head pounding will form a lump
It's only me
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4. |
Mali Footsoldier
01:08
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Talkative cousins
Spreading bile
Baggage claim of a stockpile
Inciting false revolts, riot
Revelations of the vile
Miles outback
Immigrant turned child
Make it worthwhile
Pinching a gram
Premonitions of prophets and our Sun God
Life came from the Nile
Skipping a stone on the concrete
Satin pillows pressed clean aisle
With this he was proud
Defang the pastor
Jewels and all
Take away the mindset of a Mali footsoldier
Heated iron catwalk
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5. |
Dark Night
02:22
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This shit don't get easier
Sky falling apart
Pardon my language
Let me take you to the start
Momma got shown another beating heart
Next to the unhealed mark
Is this the right decision
Two back home fighting steady
Is this really living
Driven by the emptiness in the kitchen
Poppa come home before the lights flicker
Shit I done seen put you in a river
This ain't a place to leave your daughter
Shanty in the middle of Macarthur
Farther out than that marker
Barter for another father
Figured I'd save enough for a stick
Shaking down trees will get bit
By a beast too scared to start shit
It's between me and the courthouse
Torched up and split
Stop calling plays you ain't seen shit
They locked up where I stay and I don't need this
Can you believe it
Can you believe it
Reach in the bag there's something for smalls
Pass it down slowly don't drop the call
Click click twice you taking long
Hogging warmth from my mom
Its shit down here that's shelled by bombs
Craters as big as they are strong
Around the room, spitfire was flung
Paper damp by the felt of the tongue
Reeking of hemp as if I was hung
Touch roots they are passed by drums
Shimmy thru mud as if I was drunk
Coughing up blood check the state of his lungs
Stop calling plays you ain't seen shit
They locked up where I stay and I don't need this
Can you believe it
Can you believe it
Can you believe it
Slow tempo this where it hurts
Give birth to a winged soul attached
By the shirt
Move slow and attack, we on your perch
Ransack resources you called it merch
We didn't earn this form a church
Rolled up to insert your bloodwork where it matters
What comes first the Son or the Holy Spirit
We search cold stance in dirt
This our turf
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6. |
Berries
01:49
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Speaking of niggas that be tongue twisters
Scraped another buck for a sun sister
Shaking in your gut for gun splitter
Deepen the sinkhole in the soul of a monster
Peeping a free mole in a group of some clusters
Sleep in a peacoat; it's enough for a hustler
It's enough for a brother
Don't you curse at your mother nigga
Speaking of niggas that be tongue twisters
Loan me a range
Nigga pocket a lane
A daffodil will cause a stain
Mange formed with an orphan
Nigga don't complain
A gain formed from a lick
I bled to sustain
A hit direct to a membrane
Too much morphine to maintain
Fix an addicts lip, pills to remain
Sleep in tunnels bedridden, Saddam Hussien
Popped a rock on a nigga, Issac to Cain
Cops and robbers taking dibs like I'm Bruce Wayne
Backed and ribbed to the core, nigga touché
Two mouths forming grins with a fool's brain
Dark clouds swooping in counting doomsday
You reacting to a ghost found in the Ukraine
Nigga loan me a range
Nigga pocket a lane
Eagle eyes spotting tipsy juice from a shadow
Blacklight hitting suits for some ammo
Black hands reaving leaves, sacks of tobacco
Sooth a cut deep in nature, here's some aloe
God ordained me a father didn't foreshadow
Swinging crack out the trunk, we hid the bando
Picking weeds from a crop, braiding an Afro
Noose hanging from some trees, we need gallow
Cuffs straining on my knees, Howling Commandos
Swamping desks with some greed, envy pianos
In the south, they breathe; vein in Orlando
Mob ties to a seed, get a soprano
Robbing sighs and feed, split once an arrow
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7. |
Coast
01:21
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Drop the key I need the beat low
Deep-rooted seeds the spliff helps me grow
I smoke homegrown
Otherwise, known as El Negro
Boulder weight
My shoulder shake
We face to face
Smoke hanging like a coat
Stick and poke of a poor man
Locked in we cope
Blow it through my door window
Bro, you too serious take a joke
Take the joke, groaning
Preaching that you collect on the loans
Hope can go frequent that's why I take notes
Parents fresh off the boat
Burial site raided
You could never smoke your foe; flow
You kept a liars tone
Taught me to hate my own folks
Coast to coast
Blue soul
Dark shape in the mirror
In the moonlight, my teeth glow
I see it clearer now off the cheat codes
Growth shows
Slave ship overthrown
Spaceship take me home
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8. |
Soul Food (Wake Up)
02:43
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Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Took you to a place far from dirt roads
Shook you to a race tar on shirts holds
A pattern to a poem caught my first cold
I gulped up a couple coughs we start to compose
Erupt a shitty grin this cut was foretold
Corrupt a witty sin this lucks limbo
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Yeah that taste in your mouth doesn't seem to fade
Wade in an empty pool no shade
From a murky hole into a cave
Small don't do enough to complain
A leg turns lame when pressure's a pain
Speak in tongues a spirits detained
Blood retained to an opened vein
Acids to rain you were supposed to stay
You were supposed to pray
Lay down here keep a cane
Ideas deep in vain
Toxins in a drain
Spin a frame back home to a mane
Precious Jade came with a niece to name
Kinfolks create a fire pit to burn sage
It kills a hill with none to wane
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Shorty wanna show me love
Stay up I'm up above
I'm the highest in the room
You broke my trust
Never take the uber pool
Always in a rush
Just like glue
Lately, I've been stuck
Riding with you
'Til I wake up
(Wake up, wake up)
You could spin it how you so
I'ma call your bluff
Could have made a better you
But our time was up
You had me missing all the clues
That's the price of love
My heart black and blue
I was deep in a rut
Sneak diss n makeup
Stuck in REM sleep tryna wake up
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