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Love is fake and hate is real
That’s why I don’t give a fuck about how people feel
At the end of the day it just is what it is I’m just keeping it real
I could be high as fuck I’m still working this steel
I could be high as shit I’m still working this scale
I could be high as shit I’m still going on a drill
Nigga asking me for some money, just stay out the way
Stay down till you come up I swear it’ll be okay
And when you come up nigga that’s when that shit feel great
Nigga rap about a drill but can’t even bust a grape
Built this shit wit my hand nigga I’m feeling like I’m Hank 
Put my hands on these niggas got me feeling like I’m Tank
I be DP’ing shit and I’m taking niggas rank
I ran off on the plug, wasn’t paying for the pints 
Got yo bitch in my crib and she tryna one night me 
Told the bitch I was done she said this shit is exciting 
A P of za sounding enticing
We might spin late nights, stakeout like Lycans
When I’m faded that’s when my senses heightened 
Tryna be on your TV like check your High-sense
Now we on your Roku
I punch in the Stu in FL but you know I keep a Pro-Tool
This chop expose you quit all that talking hard we know you’re soft like Tofu 
I’m with Soley and Kane
This shit is way deeper than rap we were freestyling rolling sheets way before the fame 
Riding through the SoufSide silenced MP5’s
You wont see shit through this ride
N-F-H the brand this year we just LLC’d having visions of an enterprise
Back then they ignored us bet they’ll know us now
Fuck 12 won’t give glory to those who hold us down 
This shit that I’m shooting out this drake leave holes in the ground
He ain’t get back for his brother so he still walking round with a frown
I’m good in the hood nigga I’m good in the town
I be digging this bitch
told the bitch “shut the fuck-“ but she can’t she just keep making sounds 
Making love to this bitch we just keep going rounds
She in love with a nigga all I do is make her smile
I take care of myself cause no one gonna be around when this shit go down 
I can’t be stuck fucked up looking like all these clowns
Let me ask you a question, do you know how it feel when your people ain’t around?
You been all on your own and no body give a fuck
Ten niggas, me and bro, they was all going up
Some days we ain’t have no food that shit sucked
Forest Gump, we had dreams of trying to run it up
I grind so hard if I breakdown I think ima need way more than two blunts 
Crash course my emotions when I see how you stunt
You killing me in vivid imagery got me too stuck
Like fool me once that’s a shame on me 
If you fool me twice I won’t give two-fucks
The love is fake and hate is real, I can only do much
If you try my gang we keep K’s like fucking Ku Klux
Love is fake and hate is real
That’s why I don’t give a fuck about how people feel
At the end of the day it just is what it is I’m just keeping it real
I could be high as fuck I’m still working this steel
I could be high as shit I’m still working this scale
I could be high as shit I’m still going on a drill
Nigga asking me for some money, just stay out the way
Stay down till you come up I swear it’ll be okay
And when you come up nigga that’s when that shit feel great
Nigga rap about a drill but can’t even bust a grape
Built this shit wit my hand nigga I’m feeling like I’m Hank 
Put my hands on these niggas got me feeling like I’m Tank
I be DP’ing shit and I’m taking niggas rank
I ran off on the plug, wasn’t paying for the pints 
Got yo bitch in my crib and she tryna one night me 
Told the bitch I was done she said this this is exciting 
A P of za sounding enticing
We might spin late nights, stakeout like Lycans
When I’m faded that’s when my senses heightened 
Tryna be on your TV like check your High-sense
Now we on your Roku
I punch in the Stu in FL but you know I keep a Pro-Tool
This chop expose you quit all that talking hard we know you’re soft like Tofu

The Love is Fake the Hate is Real Feat. 8p.Kane (Prod. @yesok)

A fusion between dub reggae , hip-hop , funky & trip-hop

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BAD WAY - (Funky Meet Dub Reggae)

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Im so fuckin faded but i gotta keep ma cool yuh
Niggas always hatin till i pop out wit ma ruger
Give a fuck bout what they sayin they jus sit at home n do nun
I been in ma lane if you playin ima shoot sum 

In ma trues yuh its holdin my ruler
Makin moves yuh i been gettin mula
Talked to chula shorty comin thru yuh
Get a uber then kick her out ma room yuh

Niggas wanna hate cuz im young doing good
Never been a lame cuz im really frm the hood
Im fucked up in the brain im so misunderstood 
So i ease the pain while im smokin ona wood

Bitch im gettin paid 
Reminiscin bout them dayz
Back when ian have the chain
Back then we aint have a thing
Now im gettin money i done made it thru the rain
Shorty goin dummy cuz she seen i made a change

Niggas fake you could see it in they face
Keep a k n i’ll blow it so don’t come round where i stay
pushin weight fuck the police they ain’t stoppin me today 
need a 8th? got no whip i pull up in CTA

Im so fuckin faded but i gotta keep ma cool yuh
Niggas always hatin till i pop out wit ma ruger
Give a fuck bout what they sayin they jus sit at home n do nun
I been in ma lane if you playin ima shoot sum 

In ma trues yuh its holdin my ruler
Makin moves yuh i been gettin mula
Talked to chula shorty comin thru yuh
Get a uber then kick her out ma room yuh

Mula

2x - Losing Myself

Rapped, written, arranged, composed, produced, originally performed by Jah-Femi Telewa

Kinda Luv It is that twisted mix of humour and hustle . A comedic gritty rap dripping with sarcasm, rhythm, and realness. Jah-Femi flips the clown trope into poetic rebellion, balancing wit and wordplay Every bar drips irony, truth, and a grin that knows too much


Intro (00:00 – 00:18)
Yeah
Life’s full of funny things, you know
If laughter’s the best medicine
Then being sad has surely gotta be a sin
Let’s go

Verse 1 (00:18 – 01:37)
You ain’t nothing but a dumb dumb
Stinky little bum bum
Crying and laughing and saying you are from the slum sum

Seen… you from the wrong town
Looking like a sad clown
Teaching how to be down
Still nobody knows where you came from

Maybe try making something
Cause you acting all decent
Knowing you ain’t been nowhere recent

Talking about who…
Nah that boy’s all smooth
Backsliding like them criminals
Speaking on them criminals
They say to be hyped you need the vitamins and minerals

I took a trip downtown
Wasn’t too long before I’m hearing them subliminals
When nobody’s around
I act much cooler… not confrontational

Here’s the situation now
To make past this Jah-Femi needs stamina
To bypass the crowd
Everywhere I go somebody’s calling me camera

So when do we end this
It’s like going to a club and not getting on the guest list
But I will not bend
You looking a hood fella, bet ya this won’t end

Something you should know, miss
I still fly high without smoking cannabis
And no it’s not a diss
Some still stay bliss from noon to Christmas

If the tide comes with waves
My flow gets stronger causing some to misbehave
Big bear in a cave
Food, fruits, and chew… definitely things I like save

It’s the sugar that I crave
Others get angry seeing the savings that I made
But be civil about the matter
I stack all these just cause I is a little smarter

So don’t be the silly nutter
You looking like short squirrel except a little fatter

Chorus (01:38 – 01:56)
Clowns get stumped when the tide is high
No feeling about feelings when they all pass by
Put up a smile and don’t bother cry
Look at the camera… don’t forget to say hi

Clowns get stumped when the tide is high
No feeling about feelings when they all pass by
Put up a smile and don’t bother cry
Look at the camera… don’t forget to say hiiiii

Verse 2 (01:56 – 02:32)
Yo… I woke up lookin’ fly in my grandma’s gown
Stepped in the booth like “who run this town?”
Mic smelled funny, guess a rapper broke down
Spittin’ bars so sweet, bees buzz around

Had a chat with life, she said “you mad bold”
I winked back twice, said “story’s untold”
They laughed at my jokes, said “boy, you deep”
Then stole my fries while I fell asleep

I dance like a monk when the bassline hit
Broke my sandal but I still don’t quit
Laughin’ at the haters, they too uptight
I rhyme so wrong it just sound right

Chorus (02:32 – 02:51)
Clowns get stumped when the tide is high
No feeling about feelings when they all pass by
Put up a smile and don’t bother cry
Look at the camera… don’t forget to say hi (2)



Verse 3 (02:51 – 03:07)
Clooooowns…
Clowns all aroooound
When I’m in your town
They are all so saaaad

Chorus (03:07 – 03:47)
Clowns get stumped when the tide is high
No feeling about feelings when they all pass by
Put up a smile and don’t bother cry
Look at the camera… don’t forget to say hi

Clowns get stumped when the tide is high
No feeling about feelings when they all pass by
Put up a smile and don’t bother cry
Look at the camera… don’t forget to say hiiiii

Repeat Chorus (03:47 – end)
Clowns get stumped when the tide is high
No feeling about feelings when they all pass by
Put up a smile and don’t bother cry
Look at the camera… don’t forget to say hi

Clowns get stumped when the tide is high
No feeling about feelings when they all pass by
Put up a smile and don’t bother cry
Look at the camera… don’t forget to say hiiiii

Kinda Luv IT…

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Better (prod. By autrioly.m4a

My attitude (Weak)
My emotions (unheard)
I let it go where I say so…
Annoyed how what I say gets turned, so I thought, why not just open my mouth a little more.
Wish me luck
     BigCuZZooo