1. |
Leap of Faith
02:26
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V:
Jump in the pit and face off the dragon
Whole world looking as if you lacking
The mental faculties to truly comprehend
What is happening
I’m just praying that I can stab it
I can’t fuck around with the fuck around
Take my liquor straight
Only chase the satisfaction
Of bars lifting the underground
Feet in the mud and standing my ground
Why you standing around?
I’m living a life that happens to rhyme
My soul like bandos
Chaos trapping inside
Heartbeat flutters
Studdard like I need an angel
Falling down cause I let go my halo
I ain’t come this far to get held back
By my own inequities
The day of reckoning coming
I face the records and wreck it
I write the records and run it
I’m richter rocking the function
Let’s fuck it up
Get it jumping
Bumping some brand new we...
C:
We get it
We in it
We with it
Out the window
Know we going to fly
We get it
We in it
We with it
Make the dream true
You got to try...
(2x)
V2:
Vet flows give them strep throat
Chef cooking with the pesto
Neck looking like Bruce Leroy
Now I’m the master with the glow
Only baddies in the circle
All the homies be royalty
Only kneel before queens
Since 14
Dreams no longer local
The vocals
I’m turning them up
Yup
I’m running amok
I been in a rut
Now I’m fucking it up
Who fucking with us
Who fucking with T0ne
JEWELS on the beats
The family strong
We taking a leap of faith
Sky dive off a high rise
I’m from outside south side
Swamptown till I die
Sip pop
In a fit from the thrift shops
Making more like a heist
Crown Royal flowing over ice
Couldn’t make this story overnight
I been wrong trying to turn it right
Swerve on them like
I been too nice for too long
Young Sir to my OG
Red beard Ron Weasley
Making magic building habits
Practice make them perfect
That’s my promise
I been on it long before the nursery
Out the crib where the verses be
Birthing history this the main event
Leap of faith we get it yeah...
C:
We get it
We in it
We with it
Out the window
Know we going to fly
We get it
We in it
We with it
Make the dream true
You got to try...
(2x)
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2. |
Spaz
04:45
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V1:
Jaded
Never been faded
Cross on my wrist
Though I haven’t been praying
Feeling like pillows been these New York pavements
Work that 9 to 5 grind
Where the fuck’s my payment
Slave shifts don’t make shit
Trying to make cents with the bills I can’t get
And bills still a threat
Crosshairs I’m caught there
Thoughts fair better in the dark
I bought shares
Bear with the fall
Fall back to all black liquor
My heart quicker
My lungs bigger
You punk niggaz can’t run with us
Been marathon sprinting
I ain’t even winded
I ain’t even finished
I ain’t even
I ain’t even tripping
Still tipping off the scales
The kid looking frail
Still break you off
Shawty get it all
I been in it
Since beginning where the women
Ain’t give a
I ain’t get a fucking chance
Now I smash like a beast
Mad as a green
Spaz on the...
C:
Spaz on the beat
Blast spit the heat
Gassed on the
Spaz be the beast
Black feel the heat
Gassed on the
Spaz in the street
Black with the beam
Flash on the
Spaz with the team
Black everything
Spaz
Woah
Woah
Don’t fuck around with that fuck around
Fuck around and get hurt/get merc’d nigga
V2:
Give me the loot
Give me the loot
Jump in the booth
Now I got the juice
These niggaz try to get me out my mood like ducking goose
I be
I be posted with the flamethrower
Aimed at you
Damn
I been cold since the Midwest
The youngin’ used to never want to big flex
Now I’m coveting gold
Tours across the globe
And the big checks
The spectrum went from visible
To full electromagnetic
These diabetic bars too sweet
Runs in the genes
And I only got 2 pair
Ripping the seams like this life
Is far from fair
When looking like me
It costly with this melanin
Born a G turned a veteran of life
When you’re past 25
Past pissed
Getting ready to die
Who you with
Where you at
Get the strap
Hit the gas on the beat
I’m a blast with the teeth
Rap with the heat
Spaz on them...
C:
Spaz on the beat
Blast spit the heat
Gassed on the
Spaz be the beast
Black feel the heat
Gassed on the
Spaz in the street
Black with the beam
Flash on the
Spaz with the team
Black everything
Spaz
Woah
Woah
Don’t fuck around with that fuck around
Fuck around and get hurt/get merc’d nigga
C2:
Mama used to say
Who better than you (Nobody)
Mama used to say
Who the best you there is (I am)
[2x]
V3:
Ounce of gold with some linen
Looking like I'm a pharaoh
Pyramids we're building
Red beard
My head glow
Looking smooth like Mr. Clean
Washing up with that Listerine
Fresh breathe sipping brown oil
Cup full of that Crown Royal
Flow that world class gentleman
Riding round with them hoodlums
Showcases we're booking
Libraries full of Richard Scary's
And Dan Brown's
Scandals
Angel face with that demon smile
She's deceiving
When I'm needing
Something wet to swim deep in
Oceans
Used to catch me on Nostrand
Night walking
Street stalking
Peace offering me portions
Of the bank account
Till I'm banking out
With my Converse
Gold on my neck
Christ on my right fist
I earn respect
You ain't earning net
You're broke boy
Try to cross me
Ankles get broke boy
I’m so poised on that flow
Professional
Lyrical miracles
Spiritual individual
That’s love to Chet Gold
We be next to blow
We give all the best to glow
Mama used to tell me there is nobody better so
I’m going to be more better more
Peace more me more me...
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3. |
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C:
I’m off that
All black
Sip slow
Ease back
I need that
I need that
Guess I got a problem
Cause I need that (2x)
V:
Crown Royal on the rocks
Rocket ships
Star stunting
Supernova acrobatics
Magic tricks
More like a blacksmith
Jewels cut the classics
My crew come to kill a mike
Bleeding on LPs is a habit
Like monthly
Eating punany when I’m famished
Got munchies but
Never smoked weed in my life
It smells funky
That’s just me
I go Siberian Husky
That’s ice cold and heavyweight
Just a buck fifty
But don’t fuck with me though
C:
I’m off that
All black
Sip slow
Ease back
I need that
I need that
Guess I got a problem
Cause I need that (2x)
V2:
Okay
My heart is too vicious
I’m sipping the liquor
That’s killing my liver
But savors my sanity
Can it be comfy like canopies
Over the hammock and coconuts
Lime in tequila
I feel the rush
Drinking all my vices over ices
Dwelling on the nicest places I’ve been
Reminiscing way back when I was stress free
Back when Hell froze over
Damn I’m way too sober
Holding my composure
Till my cup runneth over
Flow with the liquid gold
I’ll take it cold
That’s straight fuego to the dome
I’m just chilling all alone
I’m just sipping on my own
Gone...
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4. |
Black Bolt
02:09
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V1:
Quietest kept
Quiet they slept on a nigga
Quietest steps
Silent I crept in their whispers
I hear them throw shade
I shoot from the shadows
Syllables splinter bone marrow
The echo like a tech and get sprayed off
Praying I don’t aim the verse at you
One bar will part your brain from your spinal frame
In this ring I rain hellfire brimstone
In this ring I reign king like I’m well born
I’m from the Swamp where we known to lurk
Catch a nigga slipping and you gone get this work
Flow flex no contest
Against the current
Like the Nile to a water faucet
Y’all room temperature
I’m too December
Too arctic no Kelvins
Flows bang bigger than Sheldon
No concealing the weapon
My uzi weigh a kiloton of niggaz
I drop warheads
Terrigen bomb over Baghdad
Now back back...
C:
I’m the king
King with words
V2:
Black heritage
Black melanin
Black power
Black liquor drip
Crown Royal Black
I devour
Wack emcees
Midnight king
Memento mori
Illuminatus
I promise
You don’t want that problem
I’m the product of power and struggle
Blood built for hustle
Lock the muscle round your neck and
Blow the barrel out the muzzle
When I flex
Earth quakes
Mars shakes out of orbit
Niggaz hide behind armies
I’m at the front line warring
What’s up bitch
Red beard ronin claiming the throne
I’m blowing minds when I’m zoning
And I don’t even be smoking
Fill the room with
Sound waves surfing
Tony Tsunami
I’m raw
The prime cut
Y’all couldn’t smoke the salami
We gone body er’body
On Neptune with Jewels
My neck cool
My set smooth criminal
Killing your soft song’s are typical
My minimal is mythical nigga
I be that lyrical aristocrat
CROWN...
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5. |
Last Breath
03:14
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V:
2AM with the cardiac racing NASCAR
Unmedicated
Mental regulate at levels
Pulsates at the rate of quasars
Just to make par
Though I got what it takes
To elevator to the top floor
Got more bars in the safe
And I hate locked doors
But
All of this pain is
Self inflicted
More than I hate to admit
Can’t tell what’s real from bullshit
The plot thickens
As time is ticking
I'm missing moments
Shawty feels alone sitting next to me
I don't mean to be distant babe
You deserve the pure best of me
It's so hard to live it out
Humanity hurts
In a few hours I got to go work
It's taking its toll with the easy pass
And my spirit feel it the worst
Hit my pockets with Tyson fury
Take it straight to the chin
And I still win
Mom call me hardheaded
Never taught me to give in
I live with the limits
Still building the Empire State
From the state where my mom and pop living
State where they try to lock Pop on a bid
Got the state of my mind feeling locked in the pen
Let the ink spill till I'm broken and finished
Nights waking up within minutes
Of closing my eyelids
Forever I’m tired
Forever I’m trying
Rather be closer to dying than living a lie...
C:
Faraway from my city
Faraway from that old me
Faraway from my start
Far from who I'm supposed to be
Hold on hold on
I can't stop till my last breath
I won't stop till I'm past death
Ascend to the heaven
That's living in me (2x)
V2:
Living in me
Stress
Living with me
Depressed
Living to be
Hard as it seems
Just breathe *breathe*
I’m blessed
Yes
I guess I can be
Holy as only humanity limit
The man in me give it
The infinite trapped in the minimum
The feeling of God living within
A sinner
A savior I need
But savor this liquor I bleed
Out a fifth of the Henny
Pint of Crown Royal I’m copping if anything
Popping champagne like when I was 20
And running with PiLLS
I was the kid with the skills
I used to look for a deal
Cross on my wrist
Giving my heart to these chicks
Whenever they needed a fix
I’m still a fool if I’m being truthful
Used to be the dude
Niggaz wasn’t use to
Kept it trill and true
Through all the changes
Falling angels
Watching friends turn total stranger
Things adding up in my life like
Trying to cop a million no lifelines
Try to rock the buildings no spotlight
That little light of mine
I ain’t let it shine
I got rocked by the dark nights
It’s cold where I’m from
So cold I go numb
Got me craving the sun
My mama been praying for son
My father gave me his name
I give it to my first son
And he’s going to rise
Even if I got to set for
His dawn to arrive...
C:
Faraway from my city
Faraway from that old me
Faraway from my start
Far from who I'm supposed to be
Hold on hold on
I can't stop till my last breath
I won't stop till I'm past death
Ascend to the heaven
That's living in me (2x)
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6. |
Roundtable
02:40
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C:
Round table with my past lives
Seek wisdom cultivated inside
Confront the demons I’ve been breeding
Got to make the wounds worth the bleeding
V:
Back to the basics
Return of the weirdos
End of the hero’s
Journey just beginning though
Jumping out the window
Catch me in the sky
I ain’t puffing clouds of indo
Fantasies of nymphos
Damn
I’m trying to come to grips with reality
I’m trying to reach the man that I want to be
Built a CREED hard to follow
But only what comes most naturally
Me like Autumn
Leaves change but the tree remains
And my lady she the sweetest thang
When my love go bang
Bang bang...
C:
Round table with my past lives
Seek wisdom cultivated inside
Confront the demons I’ve been breeding
Got to make the wounds worth the bleeding
V2:
Bleeding on the cusp
Try to turn dust into gold
No philosopher’s stone
I stay locked in my dome
I hide my darkest of modes
OS Mojave
I should probably try and let it all go
When your passions turns to hobby
It’s like the body implodes
I got to shake this
Can’t afford to be afraid to break shit
Not even Scott Free could escape this
Darkseid is but so am I
No superheroes saving kids with skin dark as mine
So it’s up to I
I pay the price...
You know I would (Repeat)
C:
Round table with my past lives
Seek wisdom cultivated inside
Confront the demons I’ve been breeding
Got to make the wounds worth the bleeding
V3:
This leap of faith
Couldn’t hesitate
Me and JEWELS never taking breaks
Cause what’s a dream to vision
Only difference is one is really living
See we got to get it
To give you more of what you need
The all of what I bleed
Still following a CREED
Hard living when the mission feels impossible
Hurdling the obstacles day to day
You wish to get away
But you got to face your fate
Expect the worst but hoping for better
Bless God when it all seems to fall together...
C:
Round table with my past lives
Seek wisdom cultivated inside
Confront the demons I’ve been breeding
Got to make the wounds worth the bleeding
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