It Isnt Over Yet (Produced by Kajmir Royale)

This is just a stream for the next couple days... 
Comment and share if you like. If you don't like it - like you think it wasn't worth the 2 year wait - ALSO comment and diss. I don't take it personal - promise. Write down what you think the worst bar was, if you don't get the concept, or whatever. Basically, just fucking comment if you listen to this shit. And yes, I know there's more then 6 songs there :)

Tracklist:

1) Intro
2) Reborn
3) Unconditional
4) One More
5) Home
6) The Last Stop



Rest In Paradise EP

"Home" off of my "Rest In Paradise" EP..
My lil homie told me it would be a good look to upload a single lol

Home (Prod. by Kajmir Royale)

Embracing the insanity, re-release from "Liberty or Death".

Sorry Bout Yo Damn Luck

standin in the rain, starin at my reflection in the puddle, cuz
shit'll ripple when people walk through and mud you up...
shit's so simple when people hit you that you talked to them
when you were really just talkin bout your issues..
I made a pact with myself that I would always act for myself
and never detract cause the last thing that helps
when you really wanna subtract all the hell
that you seldom get to react to, and then outlast all that doubt 
and put them thoughts back on the shelf...
stacy said LoD could save lives, I never thought my actions could help
I was so obsessed with being this contrast of myself
that my interactions would tell you I was actually failure!
… so tired of being a fucking stereotype
I dropped the gimmick, now dumbo niggas can hear me like
they should really fear me like, the type of shit I clearly write
comparatively speaking, you lames are barely mic, worthy
its apparent I might be the nearest to write, bars
standin on the watchtower, ascribed now to lifeguard
and my lights on without apok or ellie's "Lights" song
... how many dumb niggas does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

back to me, back to square one
and I don't need the upscale change up when I fast pitch
I’m graduated, I fast twitch, ain’t been nervous yet
I circumflex any rap shit I can’t circumvent
And my batting average high now since my circumstance
Is as dynamo as my rhyming prose, my new tiber flow
try me off the kind of salt that I will throw at guys
in wounds… yielding more blood than a gyno flow!
.. these scumbags trying to flip chicks that can’t somersault
and gorillas wanna caesar me off that monkey talk
Im from another cloth cut above the draws of my pops
You must be drawn underarm under armor garment
And fuck explaining my shit - rap radar, chief keef
I need to keep speech elevated at a peak - reach - me 
like BG’s plea up there, hella high..
you play lebron, I carmello slide.. off the cheap seats
I stay ahead of five for starters - and better I'm..
ahead of time like ivani grinding out in china!
you prolly place some rhymers front me, cuz I'm never round
they only ahead in they cheddy and I'm, forever ready, time
is a matter of perspective,  you featherweight - fuck boy
never ever mention that I can't get my head straight
when I leaven levitate - my bread'll rise cuz the flood gates
parted cuz i started talkin parted from the duct taped


is this psychic presence, the only thing i got going
write the type of sentence, incite and flock omens
maybe i'm a head case, i fuckin got the power
to overstep these bor-ders.. blocks, i devour them
in the saug, i powertrip, dont know you niggas 
like overboard deliver them, over load mounds of shit 
overbort, is that a word? i'm bound to flip, towns with this...
pounds of knicks, powdered tits, adamant, about the sniff..
mata-dor, alphabet, blood gang, mad accord
add the score up, metal t'wards, splatter force, shattered form
bat em down, banaca latter stank mouth
full service bitches, this liquid, drink down, think about, it..
middle finger up, index gettin dipped
pinky in her bum, ring finger sliding in
then theres the thumb, come give it a kiss
lemme get a clutch, hit em with the fist
talk alot of shit, but walk round bout it
like heres another diss, go off bounds about it
you think i give a fuck... my mother never loved me
and my father is the one who got me hooked on this alkie
outta of town im down for shit, go ask 'round about me
in this town, i'm so down i'm runnin out of counting!
fuck a bar, i'm lost for words, in much drama, for talkin 
herbs get uprooted, walk around modest, now
paulie got a problem... with bottle control
pounded down litres of vodka and molly woppin oxycontin, tabs
not a novice, ima call you that, master chief on beats
on massive reef that would plaster master cheech...
rapidly, i see decline, in rappers speech, sublimely
i go at em wide, like a 4-5 blastin heat (firin)
out my mind actually, a psycho, type goin in
acid pitchin with a rifle type, blow
another flow, bodied it!
chalk up this victory to im-plau-sible, im-poss-ible delivery
kamikaze comical, monotone monocle 
chrome moderated with an audible monster tone
margaret cho moniker, fuck a bitch, laugh rap, y'all modern old
i polymer partable particles
what the fuck that mean, pardon me, y'all fodder folks
get burned like swishers when i solder foes, i tell a bitch
go get the dishes done, aint no sense in my penmanship
reflecting some pro feminist issues i'm..
refreshed?  breath of strenched air, clenched here
by a mentalist, ever present readiness, head cleared
and beyond measurement, lamenting what the feds fear
he reverends from bench chair in fresh gear, yes peers...
i... beat ride, the flow be sized for my feet i'm
eleven redial nine eleven three times, send a message
for the exit i'm primed up, lined up these bars
like the stars be aligned, i part them
y'all fucked, its mercenary work, i work and bury
price dependant on worth will vary, no per-serving
verse verse me, will reserve purchase price fee
i purge anything leased like im the first to write these
I move complex til i'm two complex, in
i really should be in a convex roomed convent
i got syllables, checked, a few riddilin, meds
outward difficult, head, with a sychophant pledge
I could stop right here, but the bar is getting raised
everytime i part my face, i start a pace to part a face
from a lame starting lane, we aint start the same 
starting gate of the race, im part to blame, they start to stray
far away, lines I run across, usain thunder bolt 
start to chase, start a game of carmen san-, (diego)
inny minny find a hoe, weight watcher basehead
drinkin diet coke, now her entire diet coke
they lying bout the form, while my shit's vibrant
keep your eye lid closed or be exposed to this blinding prose
piss off or get pissed on... hello angry me!
stacy say she ain't like this way I speak in laymen speech
but I ain't fuckin her tres bien bod - au revoir
maybe if i changed the language, these ladies feel
french is so romantic and the pimp hand, still can occur
get slapped with a hand freshly french manicured, manager
handle that charge, aint need another one..
on second thought, call the production on, I gotta song
not a novice, but one who always draws off of life problems
cuz when I falter thats profit for some of y'all
but if i stand in front of you and abruptly come to halt
I'm the one who will tumble off, and I'm unbungie corded
I've been fucked, I've been whored, and I'm coming up with more shit
you only seen my porsche vocab in fourth gear
I divorce the form, abort fear,  still got bugatti specs
cuz theres alot more horses dormant underneath
I'm not fucking around this time, I'll do my donuts when
I can hoist that trophy above my lone trophy head

FIN

I Feel Like Rappin' (Im Bored)

Shell

Molly Shannon (Snippet)

This is my album from 2012, "Liberty or Death".

1. Intro
2. See Me Out Pt. 1 (Produced by Chase N. Cashe)
3. Drank (Produced by Arjeknox)
4. Sorry Bout Yo Damn Luck (Produced by Kajmir)
5. Blood Brother (Produced by VTZ)
6. Precipice (Produced by Curtis Williams)
7. See Me Out Pt. 2 (Produced by Curtis Williams)
8. In Me (Produced by VTZ)
9. Nothing At All (Produced by Curtis Williams)
10. Trap Door (Produced by Chase N. Cashe)
11. Lights (Produced by Apokkalippz)
12. The Last Song (Produced by Curtis Williams)
13. Its Not Over (Produced by Apokkalippz)


Liberty or Death Full Album Mix

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I am 1/2 of ArM1 - I rap awesome.  Unfortunately, I'm stuck between being a stereotype and self-actualization.

My free album "Liberty or Death" below. Good luck gettin' it.

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