holy fuck this flow is soo different I love it !!!!

yo i came here just bc i couldnt comment on that "God Body U" but that was some fire! Lotta knowledge in that first verse man! Mashallah! great track!

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Rinse and Repeat (D.t. Ruth & PMiller)

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A hype song where I felt the need to bring back some wordplay.

Can you spot all the bars? I can...cuz I wrote them all...ha.

Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
My only wasted talent, hangs from this pelvis
When I say wasted I mean waist that’s held it,
I’m an outcast like Andre 3000
I ain’t gonna complain like I’m Dave Chapelle bitch

With a fake rebellion till I rake in a million
Ben Franklin bills and then claim I’m selling,
Less ‘cause my race in a stadium yelling
My name when I’m famous and staying rel’vant,

I’m a different kind of unadulterated,
A song can miss the mark but it’s not dull to rate it,
‘Cause I align lines on the line it’s basic,
Nah I’m not a fuckin’ martyr ‘cause I got a deus,

Ex machina saving this mind from dangerous,
Thoughts conjured from constantly conning matri-
-archal maintenance, on my conscience it’s weighing,
It’s why my bars are unaccommodating

I gotta prove to myself that I don’t gotta prove to myself
That approval from you to my self,
Is proof that the help is improving my health,
All I gotta prove is all approval sells,

Is a temporary break for a sedentary brain,
A very brief respite from a memory bank
I’m not caring if you carry your canaries in cage,
All I give a fuck about at the end of the day’s

[Chorus]
Whether or not, a motherfucker wants to hear me,
Whether or not, a got a mic or got one near me,
Whether or not, your mother’s cousin doesn’t feel me
Whether I drop, or blow up Imma be the real me

Whether or not, a motherfucker wants to hear me,
Whether or not, a got a mic or got one near me,
Whether or not, your mother’s cousin doesn’t feel me
Whether I drop, or blow up Imma be the real me

[Verse 2]
Whether or not I’m downtrodden long-gone or forgotten,
You’ll find it in your heart to recall my conscience,
And you will mourn if I toured up on stage
With the fortune and fame and endorsements to claim

I will course in your veins so I don’t die twice
Holding my mic for me you’ll absorb my hype,
I’m not gon’ be brought up all through the grapevine
Or not at all lauded tossed to the wayside,

You’ll know through my flows and my cadence
And the moments I came in and I rose to occasions
When I’ve rose through the ranks and then I broke through and made it 
And I grow rich and famous I will blow you away then,

I want one one-thousandth of that my,
Back is to the wall raw talent isn’t ripe
I’m scratching and I claw, right now in my life
I’m rapping in the dark when I’m lights out on the mic,

I find rhymes that are meatier right,
To get my media right to my immediate right
And of me to da right, people are striking media rights
So Imma strike like a meteorite,

Immediately on the mic with demeanor that might,
Be mean and ya might need to chug Pedialyte,
‘Cause you’ll be mentally shot like there’s a pistol
To your temple and it popped, I could give a fuck about

[Chorus]
Whether or not, a motherfucker wants to hear me,
Whether or not, a got a mic or got one near me,
Whether or not, you mother’s cousin doesn’t feel me
Whether I drop, or blow up Imma be the real me

Whether or not, a motherfucker wants to hear me,
Whether or not, a got a mic or got one near me,
Whether or not, you mother’s cousin doesn’t feel me
Whether I drop, or blow up Imma be the real me

Whether or not

Whether Or Not

Slavery Never Left, It Just Changed Clothes Yo, they talk like chains broke, like the struggle died, Like the past is dust and history lied. But open your eyes—look again, They just dressed it up, gave it a spin.

From Ancient to Modern Chains Pharaohs built on backs that bled, Kings got rich while the workers fled. Empires stacked, slaves took the toll, Then the colonizers turned chains into gold.

They shipped whole nations, broke their spine, Turned human flesh into dollar signs. Now they smile in suits, talk trade and wealth, But tell me—is freedom in the hands or the stealth?

The Systems Still Grip Yo, chains ain't gone, just changed the face, Wrapped ‘em in debt, locked ‘em in place. Still grind the workers, still bleed the streets, Still trade our lives for the master's seat.

The Illusion of Choice. Prison labor, forced to build, Sweatshops running, hands stay filled. Wage slaves locked in cycles deep, Punch the clock—dreams stay asleep.

They tag it progress, they brand it free, But is choice real when rent’s too steep? They sell the dream, but they own the land, They keep us running—we play their hand.

The Digital Chains Now the chains ain't metal, they float in the air, Data captured, tracked everywhere. AI watching, systems tight, Control ain't guns—control is the sight.

Credit scores, locked IP, Every move traced digitally. Surveillance smooth, wrapped in ease, But tell me—who profits from all of these?

The Debt Trap Nations They loan the money, then claim the land, Hold economies in greedy hands. Give the aid, but with strings so tight, Poor nations trapped—the deal ain’t right.

Leaders fight, people cry, Western pockets watch them buy. They talk assistance, but tax the soul, Tell me—ain’t that slavery in a different role?

The Wake-Up Call Yo, chains ain't gone, just changed the face, Wrapped ‘em in debt, locked ‘em in place. Still grind the workers, still bleed the streets, Still trade our lives for the master's seat.

Break the Illusion Yo, history ain't past, it's running now, They flipped the chains but kept the vow. Control the system, control the way, But truth don’t hide—we rise today.

Chains Ain't Gone!

this track has been long over due.....one of Chicos best songs by far ..tune in and share don't be a hater your whole life

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