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[Opening Introduction by LDIV)
Ladies and Gentlemen
Boys and girls
I’d like to bring a new act to the stage
No you’ve never heard of him
Yes you will hear of him
He’s a good friend of mine.
So don’t be throwing your fucking tomatoes at him
He doesn’t deserve it, you don’t deserve it and you quite frankly cant afford to waste tomatoes like that
So without further a due
BauseeeeeeMasoooon (need to fix on track)
[Verse: Bause]
If you never seen the truth then witness, Modern Day Apollo you just stuck on fiction
I said it once I spit addictions. You ever cross me that’s your crucifixion,
Stupid rhymes, stupid lines, just to go and pass the time,
Take what’s mine and always grind, money running on my mind
Drinking wine straight from the vine, blowing trees to get me high
Don’t bring me down or kill my vibe, ill cut your throat right from behind
Riding with the team that I rep, break your neck if you ever dream to disrespect
Cash more checks that what Nike would expect, couldn’t stop me pumping led though my chest.
*Beat Dies Down*
(It aint over)
Couldn’t stop me pumping led through my chestttttt ahhh
(I aint done)
Couldn’t stop me pumping led through my chest,
with the bullets in my system ill proceed to aim and fire
With some shits that’s hot to handle that your girlfriend will admire
Make your son call me the man, now your family is a fan, even grandma and your grandpa tryna find out who I am
Drunk off my rhymes, stumbling on my words, my music is a drug, Fuck what you heard
I give little shrugs to bitter mugs and jitterbugs to twitter thugs I’m Riding/Writing till im in the dirt and you is just a quitter huh?
Silly motherfucker, go and call your mother, I ended your career, I doubt that you’ll recover
Get through with all your fronting, you pussy undercover, couldn’t hit it right, your girl under my covers
Listen to the beat drop, blowing steam like tea pots, this music from within like the kid that goes at beat box
So imma detox, from my beat box, spitting flows from my pulse till my beat drops
Till my beat drops, in my last seconds, ill make sure I go down as a spitting legend
Then I close my eyes, and I rev the engine, spitting flows on my road all the way to heaven.
*Curtains Close with Applause*
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*Audience is quiet and curtains open to instrumental*
[Hook: Sampha]
Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much
There's no need for us to rush it through
Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much
This is more than just a new lust for you
[Verse 1: Bause]
Hoodie on with some sweatpants
Got too me heat my sweat glands
Got stress man I can't stress man
Too busy wanting to be the best man
Engaging shit for some less scam
My momma feel this shit I say yes mam
buy a crib that's the next plan
For now I gotta make my blessed brand
Or my brand blessed have my voice bless
Success only heard when your family rest
So I work hard and work harder
I take attributes from my late father
ain't in a grave but he been away
Worked so damn hard he had to get away
But I made a way make his absences stay
And create ambition from far away
last conversation we ever had
Was about this girl that's had me mad
Cause she had my heart but she had me sad
Stomped that shit but I never flagged
My white flag for that right stand
Surrender my soul for some nights man
And I love her hard when she kiss me soft
I pray every night that she miss me oft
But I'm getting off from this grey hound
Been stuck too long on this grey ground
These jungle Gyms my playground
Got nothing nothing left to do but say now
Yeah Right now I gotta change
Before my mind start getting strange
I've felt the pain I've felt the rain
Been soaked so long my skin been stained
[Hook: Sampha]
Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much
There's no need for us to rush it through
Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much
This is more than just a new lust for you
[Verse 2: Bause]
And I feel deranged or I'm feeling mange
Got a target on my head while I walk the range
But I'm walking tall chin up and all
Closed eyes reach the finish before I fall
Cause before it all got no one there
Got roaches in my room and nobody care
This one girl was always fair
But she gotta find herself so I'm running scared
If she find someone, she losing me
can't find myself to go and breathe You not by me
Will you stand by me or watch me go
Been you from the start can't let you fold
My deck you heart can't let you go
Spitting love on the mic thought I let you know
I want you as my wife get old and grow
Been too long that you've been here
Trust issues brung true fear
But trust the picture it's too dear
it's true dear it’s you dear
Can't get too far unless you near
Since grade 8 you been my one mate
You can it love or you can call it fate
My time on you watch and I'm never late
Your lips on my lips always feeling great
Don't let me dance alone if I come in late
And I've complained, I've fucked up
But you the only that's bucked up
For this sun up till the suns down
Hold you every night is a must now
Stole my heart, gets cuffs now
This shit much more than just lust now
[Hook]
[Outro: Sampha]
Don't give up, on your hopes
And you tell me somethin's gone wrong
Wholehearted, wholehearted, you care, you care
Cause I'm such a dreamer, a believer in a sense
Well if it's all a dream
Then I'm on fire, feels like, I'm on fire
Tell me when I'm lyin', tell me when I'm tryin'
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Whenever I step in the room every motherfucka notice
Got the baddest chick in my arms Every motherfucka know this
Smoking on gardens down to the root talking lily rose and lotus
Flower bombs right in my palms trapping straight back to the fortress
And I do that shit more for stress
While these hoes goes give me more press
And my gears keep going progress
Till my foes become all hopeless
Muthafucka this shit mineee
Every single part of me gonna grind
every loose thread begins to bind
Got all the blueprints in my mind
Go ahead and watch it is my time
Money coming straight never out of line
Battery's charged all alkaline
Ain't even close to reaching prime
Evolution on you primates
That's checkmate on all your highness
Badder bitches than your highness
My back piece just go it's windless
Y'all need tune ups or V8's
WD-40 on your plates
All White bunnies running late
Never hungry I just ate
Every day I got a cake
They blow my candle with no wait
I just smile because it's great
It either luck or this is fate
Because this shit is coming easy
This karma bitch is pretty sleezy
gave her dick when she said please me
Now y'all watch me on your tv
Never static it's erratic
I'm Illmatic with trill manics
The Thrill addict never have it
Stunting at it on you faggots
Watch my words I really doubt it
Stevie wonder as I hack it
Paper bleeds at every stroke
My pen violent never lack it
As for me forever macking
Extra buns like I'm big macing
I'm the king this ain't no acting
This shit real no cinematics
Fuck your tactics y'all dramatic
Every gun is automatic
If you feeling problematic
Bullets leaving you asthmatic
While my fist will prove traumatic
Immunity is diplomatic
And my hoes all acrobatic
Doing shit that charismatic
Scream my name like a fanatic
Greater good she democratic
know my functions systematic
swear this shit is mathematics
Adding figures like its magic
Divide tricks from my schematics
Subtract leeches from pneumatics
Multiply that dope shit addicts
Always walking to my attic
Fuck the basement I done had it
I'm allergic to the tragic
And the fake that's made from plastic
Y'all should panic or get Frantic
Little boys with priests that's catholic
coming straight to fuck with antics
This shit far from that romantic
This that drastic telepathic
Murder mics with minds elastic
Pulling triggers I'm ecstatic
Make extinct of all the traffic
And just know I'm not sarcastic
Every word is my own graphic
I will murder you with fabric
Linen acid to your lactics
Line em up and show your badges
Robo cops inspector gadgets
Fuck becoming just a classic
I'm out here till I'm galactic
Fuck becoming just a classic,
I’m out here till I’m galactic.
Yeah.
That’s it.
Cut me off.
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Baps (Prod. By Woodshop)
02:23
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[Hook]
Your women crush Wednesday
Thats my throw back Thursday
I'm her man crush Monday
All these hoes so thirstay
On their knees like its Sunday
Double up like its twosday
Every night is a Friday
Never ever have a sadder day
[Verse 1: Bause]
Every day I'm VIP
Got a line too long call it DMV
Your shit all access TMZ
frank white to this shit yeah BIG
Camera lights in this bitch don't need ID
Everybody see me my shit OD
Original person homie OG
Avenge y'all dopey Loki hold me
Fantastic four to the lungs
Dr doom blowing
Superman to my liver kryptonite OE
Wonder women at my side kissing me slowly
Blue eyes got my heart and I love lowly
Getting high off the potion that can lift your seat
Heating up on these niggas never had cold feet
Making drugs with this music on some real dope beats
Press play and inject every note I speak
Speaking hard on you soft wannabe markeys
Biz nah Islam speaking tongues on key
Dopamine rolling with some Coca leaves
Brewskis brewing making legs loosely
Looney tunes warn a bro to some bugs bunnies
Honey buns smoking some with some fine Dummies
[Bridge]
As long as I got my moneyyyy
As long as I got my bitches
As long as I got my drink
I don't need no wishes
As long as I got my weed
As long as I got my women
As long as I got tonight
Then nothing else is missing
Cause
[Hook]
Your women crush Wednesday
Thats my throw back Thursday
I'm her man crush Monday
All these hoes so thirstay
On their knees like its Sunday
Double up like its twosday
Every night is a Friday
Never ever have a sadder day
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[Intro]
Alright so I had this girl right
And she broke my heart
Just tore into apart into pieces
but right before she left she looked at me and said Good luck
I said good luck?
bitch
So I wrote a song about it
[Hook]
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
[Verse 1: Bause]
She say
good luck
Don't give
one fuck
Fuck your words
You slut
You can kiss
My butt
But don't act
Surprised
When your next
Couple guys
Can't get me out your brain
You'll still wanna scream my name
It's insane
how we change
But I guess
that's just the motion
Had my heart burst in my chest
And it made quite a commotion
In
fact it was so loud
local cop charged me a fine
So in case you didn't hear it
Ill just say it one more time
Yeah
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
That love is muck and it had me stuck
On you
The fuck you think is up
You suck you mutt I had enough
If I see you pass well hoe hey!
Heard you fucked my boy from Jose
Said it was nothin but some foreplay
But I guess that's just what hoe say huh?
Seven thirty in the 305
On 117 that's me oh my
Call 866 5309
She'll give you brain some piece of mind
That piece ain't mine
she gotta go
She Think she sly
She on the low
Don't believe her lies
It's all a show
If she wanna say hi
Man
Fuck that hoe
[Hook]
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
Suck a dick I don't need your luck
[Verse 2: Bause]
Wait
Stop
Beat
Drops
Late
Talks
Late
thoughts
Pool or the shower
I can do it better
Couch or the bed
I can do it better
Back of the car
I could do it better I
Top of the roof
I could do it better!
Being really honest I probably got you wetter
And stating all the facts I could do you better
But forever turned to never when you creeped around and severed
The relationship together with my feelings or whatever
So I'm spreading out this lyrics just as quick as all your gimmicks when your spreading out your legs for a dick to go and scrimmage
Your a phantom or a menace to the good ones here to Venice
For your actions no repentance
Here's an anthem for presence
Fuck a hoe
Yeah one more time
Fuck a hoe
Yeah one more time
Fuck a hoe
yeah one more time
Fuck a hoe
Yeah one more time
Haaaaaa
This song for you and you know that
Queen of crap yeah you hold that
Cut you down yeah ill mow that
Get get out my way fore’ I go snap
That's that out of place make it go black
like your soul disgrace call it joe jack
On some blow crack
Tick tack hold back
On your low jack
Sick like toe jam
Flip yak
Go dance
On some pole
Trance
Pop that booty in your hoe pants
And then act proud
say "look ma no hands"
Haaaa
[Hook]
How you gonna go behind my Back
Acting like a little dirty tramp
[Verse 3 John Good: ]
How you gonna
How you gonna
Go behind my back
Acting like a little dirty tramp
You the queen
the slut
the cunt
the champ
Only one that comes
equipped
with traps
The reason for this song
this verse
this rap
You the one that sucks
these nuts
this sack
I'll do this till your cold
and old
and cracked
Now suck a dick.
[Hook w/ Applause]
[Outro: Chino]
Ladies and Gentlemen, this song is dedicated
To all you dirty ass sluts out there
For example, take this bitch in the middle right here (Oh hell no, I know he’s not talking to me)
Bald head ass bitch (ohhhhhhh get that bitch)
Oh hold on, Hoe in the fucking front (who is he calling a hoe?)
Fuck wrong with you bitch, big teeth ass hoe, and them fake ass titties
(get that bitch, get her)
Woah, hold up, bitch ion the back
You think we cant see you?
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The national warning service in Miami has issued a severe thunderstorm warning for: Southern Miami Dade County and South East Florida.
Take cover now in a sturdy or enforced building
If you wait to see or hear it coming it may be too late to get to a safe place
Prepare to move to place of safety in an interior room of the lowest floor of your house or business
A severe thunderstorm watch remains in effect until 10 P.M Friday evening for Southern Florida.
[Intro: Tupac Shakur]
If we do want to live a thug life and a gangsta life and all of that,
ok, so stop being cowards and lets have a revolution
but we dont wanna do that, dudes just wanna live,
They wanna be cartoons, but if they really wanted to do something
if they was that tough, alright, lets start our own country
lets start a revolution, lets get out of here, lets do something
[Hook: MVRCUS]
This my alter ego
Got me feeling so evil
All my niggas around me
And my homies so lethal
This is my alter ego
Got me feeling Knievel
All my bitches so baaaaad
And all hoes illegall
[Verse 1: MVRCUS]
Now who’s them niggas from the south side
They work so hard yall part time
Black and white girls know apart thighs
Keep a few bad bitches in our archives
Recruit a coup[le snow bunnies take em home welcome to the dark side
My chico be robbing your hoe, now this shit look like a dark knight
And these niggas said I aint black enough
My pants don’t sag enough
Looked in the mirror im still black as fuck
Fucking white girls parents mad at us
Haha
Fuck segregation
Living Martin Luther Kings dream out
Every time I get a white girl naked, pray for me, pray, pray pray pray pray for my patience
I wanna stick my dick in a Japanese girl
Turn that bitch Caucasian
What the fuck am I saying ill cum in your girl, if you thought I was playing
She stay on her knees she stay on her knees
Even when she not praying
Ahh
Man fuck what youre saying
Ahh
Man fuck what youre saying
Fuck what youre saying and fuck what you heard
Fuck your hood three kings in the burbs
Fuck your streets red lights when we swerve
Woah
Keep your chick in reserve
Woah
Feed her dick as desert
Woah
So much profanity
Fuck yall yall just cant handle me
My chick as hot as a candle bee
[Hook: MVRCUS]
[Verse 2: Bause]
I'm so fucking tired and I'm so fucking sick
When I get on the track that you'd think I would I would spit
But instead I just grip unloading the clip
My stomach got toxins my mind cannot think
Bulimic believe me I wishing Houdini Alladin can't save me I'm looking for genie
Jafar is my witness too far for these bitches
They play with your heart then escape with the riches
Admitably feeling me do this shit willingly
Killing me thrilling me truth keep on drilling me
Filling me villainy brain going cynically
Critically wickedly change my epitome
"Sin for me" symphony
Never feel sympathy
Infamy in for me
Killing the ministry
Convicting me typically
Mugshot is fittingly
Ammo is trinity
Load up on artillery
[Scene]
[Outro; Bause]
Who lets the dogs out?
Who lets the dogs out?
Some one answer me now
Who lets the dogs out
We coming and chasing
The whole fucking nation
Hispanic to Asian
American Haitian
My Gun speak amazing
The Bullets are Mason
Embody encasing
Your bodies with Satan
Taking your souls
for that separation
black or your white
fuck segregation
Young or you old
fuck generation
Every motherfucker
is getting a taste of
My mic and the lyrics
saliva I spit it
So live when I get it
Can't die it's the spirit
I'll wait at the finish
I'll cum when she finish
I'll eat up the pussy
Then say wash the dishes
Hoping I'm dead
Fuck all your wishes
You heard what I said
fucked all of your bitches
Your hoes give me head
turn on the switches
I murder the pussy
Leaves bodies in ditches
hope that you hear me
hoping you feel me
My fists speak the truth and ill give the real me
Coffins cants hold me im coughing drink condene the kids never changed no such thing as old me
Bitch.
No such thing as the old me
No such thing as the old me.
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