Aqualeo -D.R.E.A.M produced by Skytzo Beatz

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Guilty Pleasure

Problematic

Dance at a Funeral

I Love Myself

In “Mirror on the Wall,” the journey begins with a raw confrontation, holding Miller accountable for rejecting the refugee legacy of his own ancestors while building policy walls that echo the very hate his family once fled.

Mirror on the Wall

Have a Nice Life

Two Step (feat. King Fantastic)

Headspace

Gavlyn & DJ Hoppa - Headspace

LYRICS

I just feel so broken
This situation left me wide open
It’s been a couple months and we ain’t spoken
No drama in my life
Now I am so focused
For years I felt so hopeless
I used to doubt my gifts
I used to blame myself
Wonder why i’s never enough
I couldn’t ask for help
Cuz if I told my friends all of the things you did
They’d probably tell me to never speak to you again
I refused to see what was in front of me
And I forgive you for everything you’ve done to me
Cuz I know you got problems, you got issues
And I ain’t gon be there anymore to fix you
I’m not a punching bag
I’m a person with emotions
I’m a beautiful inspirational, giving soul
So, listen
I don’t need that apology I’m never gonna get
But honestly, I’m filled with regret
They say it gets better & I know it does
After years of abuse, now I know it ain’t love
Cuz love don’t hurt
Love ain’t a weapon
Love don’t hate
And love don’t love sections
Love don’t lie
Love don’t humiliate
Excited for the future, but it’s still today
And I can’t even breathe cuz I’m crying
You watch me bleed as I’m dying
You punish me with the silence
Fuck it, imma let it out in my writing
I’m so scared of you when I think bout all the things you do
Love hurts- learned that in my childhood
So, you were the perfect match
I don’t know you, don’t know if I ever did
You don’t even know yourself
Man, who am I kidding
You made me sick 

Dealing with the same fucken shit
You drove me crazy
You wanna destroy me
Promise me you’re changing
But you ain’t do shit for me
You’re a liar
You’re a faker
I despise you
You’re a hater
Remember you screaming in my face
Remember when you called me names
Remember when I packed your shit
Remember when I kicked you out our place
I pity you
I feel sorry for you
I hope you find your peace
And grow the strength to flatten out your demons
This rock bottom
Been here for so long- I forgot it
I forgot my worth
I forgot my soul
I forgot I’m special
I forgot I’m gold
I’m not in love with you anymore
I don’t feel like I did before
You’ll never know what this like
And that’s the funny thing about life
Sometimes you don’t get to see the karma come back
But she’s coming for you, baby
That’s a known fact
You control me, don’t want me to be free
Every time I’d make a friend- you’d come in between things
You ain’t happy for my success
You don’t celebrate when I win
Honestly, I’m so depressed
This where we end & me loving life begins
No more lies
No more games
No more neglect
No more disrespect
You broke me
Rest in peace to the old me
The one that used to endure all the trauma
And hug you back when you apologized as you cried
And hold me tight, tell me ‘everything gon be alright’
Right…
Why are you so mean
How could you do those things to me
How could I stay for so many years
River flowing, so many tears
I just need time
I just need space
I don’t ever wanna see you again
So please don’t try to contact me
I don’t care if you broke
I don’t care if you hurt
I don’t care if they bury your body in the dirt
Cuz you did me so wrong, scarred me so bad
I’m writing this song, honestly, I’m so mad
I’m so sad
I’m so glad I made it out
I escaped
I broke free
Back to being me
Fuck the old me
The new me gon be the me you won’t see

The Perfect Match

Reverie x Louden - Ain't Shit

Lyrics

NEVER GAVE A FUCK, NEVER GAVE A SHIT
HATERS, YOU COULD EAT A DICK
I DON’T WANNA HEAR ABOUT IT
WALK THE TALK ? I DOUBT IT !
I AIN’T GONNA WAIT MY TURN
IMMA CUT THE FUCKEN LINE
ASK ME HOW I’M FEELING, BABY ?
CRAZY, BUT THE PAY IS FINE
SAY IT AIN’T MINE & IMMA HAVE TO TAKE IT
YOU CAN’T STAND THE REAL
CUZ UR JUST A FAKE BITCH
YOU BE POSING LIKE A GANGSTA- BUT YOU AIN’T G
GOT NO CREDIT, NO RESUME IN THESE STREETS
FAKING WHERE YOU CAME FROM
BUSTED, CUZ UR LAME SON
TRYNA RIDE MY COAT TAILS NOW BECAUSE I’M FAMOUS
YOU CAN’T COMPARE TO ME, WE’RE NOTHING LIKE THE SAME
FROM MY NAME, TO MY GAME, TO MY PAY TO MY FRAME, BITCH
YOU KNOW THE NAME, BITCH
AIN’T SHIT CHANGED, BITCH
LAME BITCH, WHEN I SEE YOU- GOT NOTHING TO SAY, BITCH
IF YOU WANT IT, YOU COULD GET IT, I AIN’T GONNA SWEAT IT
IF YOU NEED IT, IMMA BRING IT, YOU COULD FUCKEN GUARANTEE IT
YOU AIN’T GOTTA SAY IT TWICE, WANT SMOKE? IMMA BE IT
& FUCK PULLING HAIR, BITCH, I’M COMING OUT SWINGING
I REALLY WAS IN THE STREETS, REALLY WAS SMOKING DOPE
REALLY LIVED THE LIFE I RAP ABOUT
NO, IT AIN’T A JOKE
YOU GET CHOKED
LEAVE YOU HANGING BY A ROPE
BONES BROKE
YEAH, IMMA CUT YOUR FUCKEN THROAT
BETTER ACT LIKE YOU KNOW
I BEEN CHAIN SMOKING CIGARETTES
LIQUOR, SESS, BIGGER STRESS
TAKE A TEST, IMMA ACE
YOU COULD CATCH THIS FADE- QUICK
CAREFUL, CUS IT’S DANGEROUS
GANG IS WHO I CAME WITH
STAY IN YOUR LANE, BITCH
YES, I’M INSANE, BITCH
THEY FORGET I GREW UP A SCREW UP
GANG SIGNS, THROW THE CREW UP
BASE HEAD & THEN I BLEW UP
USED TO NEVER SLEEP, DUST IN MY SHEETS
NEVER CLOSE MY EYES- KEEP EM WIDE
EAR TO THE STREETS
FUCK THE POLICE
REST IN PEACE TO ALL THE DEAD HOMIES
AIN’T SAYING IT TWICE
YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID, HOMIE
WASTED & LONELY
CRAZY, YA’LL KNOW ME
FLOW LIKE THE OCEAN, WAVY
CAN’T PUT NO SALT ON ME
I BEEN STRESSING, I BEEN FEENING
I BEEN THINKING RELAPSING
ALL STAR- NEVER PRACTICED
DITCHED ALL MY FUCKEN CLASSES
YOU BEEN PLASTIC, I BEEN CLASSIC
I BEEN STRAIGHT, BEEN PAID
BEEN PLAYED, I BEEN GREAT
I BEEN PLACES YOU COULD ONLY DREAM ABOUT
BROUGHT MY TEAM AROUND
STEPPED FOOT ON 22 COUNTRIES
HOMIE, I BE ABOUT IT
I BEEN A HUSTLER, BEEN A RIDER
FOR LIFE, DO OR DIE
ALMOST LOST MY FUCKEN LIFE A FEW TIMES
I AIN’T SCARED OF DEATH
I AIN’T SCARED TO LIVE
MATTER OF FACT, I LOVE TO SPLIT THE PROFIT
I AIN’T SCARED TO GIVE
IMMA PASS THE LOVE, IMMA SHARE THE LIGHT
I BEEN FEELING NICE
I LOVE THIS RAP SHIT
THAT’S WHY WE DO THIS EVERY FUCKEN NIGHT, BITCH

Ain't Shit

Intro:
Ultimately, martial art means honestly expressing yourself...
it is easy for me to put on a show and be cocky, 
or I could show you some really fancy movement...
But to express oneself honestly, not lying to oneself, 
and to express myslef honestly...
Now that, my friend is very hard to do.

Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives
And for that live moment we thrive
Awakenings, as we make the dead come alive
Rise and walk my son
Come into the light
Inside the dark we illuminate mics
Give knowledge to mediocre
The will to neanderthal
Filter to the the small
Digital to analog
We steady advancin'
Rhyme enhancin'
Civil minds can't keep up with this

Senim Silla:
Dig - I'ma put it on the table
I ain't a thug nigga and playa, I ain't playful
I'm just Senim Silla, man without label
Standin' on my own to you tryin' to stay stable
Speakin' what I know to only what I'm able
I ain't the kinda guy who carry on for dough
The material cat who walk around for show
I'm just your everyday, merry way joe on the go
While others go with the flow
I ain't never been the one to follow trend, I do my own bit
Can't keep up with the joneses, I'm on my own shit
I don't care what you drink
What you stress, how you dress, or where you got the link
I ain't impressed
These lames run around like mice in a maze
Tryin' to get up on cheese, its just a rat race
Wanna change times' schemes to make man worship things
Over the supreme being, or stop, fill up?
Should I join the hypocrites?
Or side with the suckas by choice
It makes no difference that y'all product of environment
It's just coincidence
The world's a violent place baby, there ain't no more innocence
Or civil men or penatence, just
Ignorance cast on the right from wrong 
They mimic shit they see on TV or hear in a song
What that tell you they on?
A sucka act up every minute
The righteous live on but the the niggas are infinite

OneManArmy:
I ain't hardcore, I don't pack a 9 millimeter
Most of y'all gangster rappers ain't hardcore neither
Whoever get mad then I'm talkin 'bout you
Claim you fear no man but never walk without crew
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/binary-star-lyrics/honest-expression-lyrics.html]
Where I'm from, your reputation don't mean jack
So what you pack gats and you sell fiend's crack
You ain't big time, my man
You ain't no different from the next cat in my neigberhood who did time
Rhyme after rhyme it's the same topic
What make you think you hardcore cuz you was raised in the projects
Broke ass finally got a hundred in your pocket
Now you on the mic spittin' money's no object
What you say is bullcrap
If you wasn't with your crew and wasn't drunk off the brew
Would you still pull gats?
You need to stop frontin'
Or you're headed for self destruction
Yeah, today's topic is self-destruction
I ain't talkin 'bout the KRS-One discussion
I'm talkin 'bout the one too many ignorant suckas
Lyin' on the mic to my sistas and brothas
Everytime you listen to the radio, all you hear is nonsense
They never play the bomb shit
Everything that glitters ain't gold
And every gold record don't glitter that's for damn sure

(scratching break)

(discussion)

OneManArmy:
How many cats you know speak the illegit rhyme after rhyme diligent?
85 percent represent ignorant
Either you innocent or guilty
Some of my favorite emcees fell off
It damn near killed me
Lookin' at the kids that was true hip-hop
Nowadays them cats don't even do hip-hop
Rap got 'em brainwashed with cats that don't last
And five minutes of fame 
That's when it's a shame
Seein real emcees tryin' to imitate rappers
If you ask me they goin' out ass backwards
Tradin' in respect to push a fat Lex
Puff rhymin' on the remix, what's next?
It hurts so bad I wanna smack 'em
My favorite crew members break up turn around and join wack ones
This is dedicated to you hip-hop hypocrites
Drivin wack songs like you don't give a shit
I ain't got nothin' against nobody tryin' to make a decent living
It ain't the money that's the issue
Only if that's the reason why these cats are makin' decent music
That's when I got beef with you
And I'ma break it you like never
Go ahead, call me player hater if it make you feel better
Try to jump my crew if you cats feel foggy
You need to wake up and smell the damn coffee

Binary Star - Honest Expression

STATE OF ELEVATION
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tFqz4_sSaAk

State Of Elevation

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