An ode to a lost love, written and recorded on a spirit filled night wit my bro Quelle Chris.
Here's to all the unspoken tensions and moments between lovers.

Chorus: 
<mumbles> 
<mumbles> 
<mumbles>... where is this going?
<mumbles>.. it was unspoken

Verse 
A long hug before I put you in the cab 
A long glance before I let the door slam 
We spent many nights in the same bed 
Innocent, way back since we was kids 
a devil's kiss, Nightshade or the Burundaga 
since high school and the googoo gagas 
it'll kill you softly, it feels like a knife 
Jane Child how it plays out 
strange tale of twin flames, soul mates 
king and queen trynna find they place on a twin bed 
bones ache when acres grow between us 
but a whole new way seem to open up 
when I'm face to face with your Colgate 
my gold chain lay on her cocoa skin, she my Rochet 
Frozen is what you hope for but the world'll rotate 
quicker than the first taste, before it gets old 
I only lost faith when I lost bold 
Now you got me on hold..yo 
Seeds I thought we might sow 
"it'll be me and you if anything" used to be the joke 
I'm trynna get used to strolling on a steeper road 
loving you from here knowing I'll be letting go
.. but nothing's set in stone.

Chorus: 
<mumbles> 
<mumbles> 
<mumbles>... where is this going? 
<mumbles>.. it was unspoken

Unspoken prod. Quelle Chris

Dedicated to our brother Jammaal "DJ Metaphysic" Gordon.
We miss you dearly.  Your contributions and service will always be remembered.  One love bro.

Cavalier - Be Metaphysical (prod. by DJ Metaphysic)

Verse 1
Sun rise, it brings both birth and a death
We dumped wine, and made our own church on the steps
where doves cry, I think of their faces when I give sun salutations like this beat came with a 'God is Love' sign
Could feel ya presence in the loop like it was destined
Meta developed a recipe to live forever, born on all 7s
My heart heavy like a bad hand of Spades,
but you ain't cuttin' so it prolongs the break, no song's the same
Tried to feel if you was really gone, we exchanged phrases from a Khalil Gibran poem,
could peel a hard stone face off a strong man
but escapes to explain G-d's plan, I let it marinate
It aint take, I aint relate
Got nostalgic on the last time we shared space to find meaning,
My godson named Naim and how ya daughter name Naiyima
If I'm over thinking or over linking these instances
know that I don't knowingly believe in coincidence
But I know infinite possibility exists in this
I know you're listening
could feel the hair on the back of my neck flickering
The clock hit my birthdate when I was first spitting this
No bullsh*ttin, I know I'm here to witness how to 

Be
Metaphysical
Be
Metaphysical
Be
Metaphysical
And let that teach you how to be
Metaphysical
Be
Metaphysical
Be
Metaphysical
x2

Verse 2

They probably got you robed in Panamanian gold
banana leaf soles, handing you a wreath of roses 
like 'Welcome home'
A banner with ya name over flown held by doves
Headlining on the day you arrive, they showing love
I know sorrow is selfish and our time borrowed
wit no guarantees for tomorrow the Barrio feel helpless
You upheld us by holding us down and being selfless
while they pants hanging, their parents' aging, the hood belt-less
A DJ's a gate keeper, that's alchemic
Sonic realities blend, could cure pandemics
meanwhile we'll keep it Uhuru here on this green mile
become gurus the community could hootie-hoo at on speed dial
That's jazz timing, if I clear my mind I'm in line with my brother in the endless space horizon
this Cav rhyming but the track is Metaphysic's
Save a seat in the Akashic Civic Hall next time you spinning we  could see

Metaphysical
Chorus X 2
 

Mixed and recorded by JelaniTheMC@gmail.com 
Homeschool Studios, USA 

Cavalier - Be Metaphysical (prod DJ Metaphysic)

Ink (Reprise) - Cavalier prod by Iman Omari

Verse 1
Before my head hit the deck for the final time
before my last flat line decreshendo
will I remember times of Hi-C's or flying high from E in the Benzo
Sentimental you get when the instrumental is wet 
from runny pens and blood shed in these ghettos
is it sacrilege to bring a gun to your temple
If I believe, in an impulse then I can achieve
Like how your pulse is set from the second you breathe
If it's six seconds til I'm on, then please
why it feel so long?  
We got our stars crossed, no constellations on Hollywood Boulevard
just consolations and hunnies with boob jobs
all of my songs are, blood poetry syringed
Thugs, homies, and kings, 
the holiest of holies in the stroke of his pen until it's singed 
the smoke off the tip of the dutch that's honey dipped
At the end of the good book supposedly we win, what?
A golden ribbon in the sky? 
I try to keep mine innocent like the glimmer in the kiddie's eye
but still vivid like bloody scissors, my imprint is like
my instinct to fly
whether sign or Solomon song it's insight
I write anything a Black man recite, "Let there be light..."
"Let there be light.."

Chorus 1
And thats ink, color your world, life still
in a rain puddle lay a bundle of pearls, ink
it's only real when it bleed through the page
or it burn through the bills
Ink
X2

Verse 2
Only separated by a room,
from a love I never dated in my youth 
blood and water nearly mixed the two
her sister wanted me to slay in the staircase like it was cool
I hesitated, months later already pregnant by some Haitian
wasn't hatin' on dude, when I was faded I remembered the moon
said "be patient"
That's how I knew, now I only wear blue to communicate
a vibration or mood
Every situation got a hue, the green got our eyes colored rouge
but the scenes got they minds in my tunes
Day 49 we form eyes in the womb, but we still live blind to the truth
You couldn't fathom how I go in
commune with the ghost of an old friend, 
to get clues known most by old men
Movements of the ocean, I'm in tune like two poles in opposing
joined at the root

Chorus 2
Ink, set freeze
Let it spill
Only when it seeps can you say that it's deep, it's ill
It's not a beat, it's a field
of dreams fulfilled, with ink
X2

Verse 3
Hard to quit, the heart of this marvelous novelist
in Central Park, sparking under the starts by the obelisk
This be my Shalimar, my parliament, I spit an ac
in proper pitch that keep me off the grid of cop reconnaissance
I caught a glimpse of it when Roderick
spit a verse to ease the hurt of his brother without acknowledgement 
or for the props.
You roll with the punches or get knocked
off of your rocket on some Rudy Tomjanovich
Even with these problems it's not obvious
no one's noticed the same matrix from the apocalypse 
powers Optimus Prime
knowledge I drop from droplets I jot
with ink blots, I ink plots that move minds
Cue the Phyllis Hyman, the blue bottle of Sapphire with a twist of lime
I slipped that moment in for the missing line
My skywriting hit the sky like lightning clears
Insignia clear, sincerely, signature; Cavalier

Chorus 3
And that's ink
a blown kiss and a wink
A moment for you to zone 
day of your last blink
Synchronizing, 
while the ink is drying
X2

lyrics Cavalier 
Produced by Iman Omari 
Recorded and Mixed by Alejandro "Sosa" Tello Jr 
at Ampliphonic Studios 
Mastered by Alejandro "Sosa" Tello Jr 
Sav Cav Music ASCAP
Cover concept and art by Rheo Smith

Ink (Reprise) prod by Iman Omari

From Iman Omari's Vibe Tape +​+​+​(​3) 
http://imanomari.bandcamp.com/

"Bars w/ Cav"

Verse One
The dragon
Tongue lashing but the lungs not charred, Mars
We light up and spark, we fire retardant, Czars
of the new empire Garveyite make hard to find
me or any I-N-I from the narcs, it's an art
Like the stroke of harp or Guitar Center, bars
More snarky than he avant garde
These arse holes be a farse
Can't parallel park, lack heart to track the gazelle
or the madamemoiselle be like "Hark maiden"
The beat hard rock iron made by Iman 
wit the Cali hard "R" for these marks, hold up
Atypical my arsenal, God
Part spirit, part particle, c'mon

Verse Two
Last Dragon
No partner for the arc, unique
Unicorn only counterpart Noah packed to embark
Keep it too funky, more Marley or Marley Marl than Marky Mark
Pardon me, being persnickety but thirst ni**as is parched
Par for the course, parfait cause they soft, Dolly parts
They get molly whopped when found out
Ollie ollie oxen free men at large
To lead a charge through a harsh reality you need a warp
charts for the stars, trees for the walk
Parts in the seas (ceez) with the ease of a barber, sharp
Carpe Diem he carved in the bark
Basically I'm a bar setter, arc
The art's printed every article, c'mon 


Bars w/ Cav prod. Iman Omari

"Master wordplay and vocal delivery" - Knocksteady
Production by BMB Space Kid
VIDEO
http://youtu.be/EDun74FMySU

From the album, "Chief". Available Sept 9!
iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/plqpzqt
Amazon Music: http://tinyurl.com/puav7zh

Verse 1

Ooh daddy whats that smell? Somehow familiar 
like it rang a bell through your closed door, the sinsemilla Now serendipitous hitting the L 
cache my seashell ashtray has a wealth of memorabilia 
I could create mythical tales but why over embellish 
when life could shit on you rain some sort of hell 
with no umbrellas Pick from poisons they sell us 
they rather recognize for my pain 
Instead of saying "tell us your name, Chief" 
I smoke that bomb diggidy bomb bomb diggidy bang problems fizzle away bong ripple ghetto champaign 
A toast to those who battle and brave the scattered cliches it's cool to stand for nothing, we all outta space 
I still communicate with OG by Muhammad's Mosque 
He rocks with his toothbrush rubber band tied round his sock We share being aware and how to take the bare min 
in a mere millisec, could clear pinpoint project

Chorus
Could say I don't give a shhh But I'd be lying 
We actin like its fly, half of us is dying 
We justify this world we live in where pockets hurt 
But I got something to give em so watch and learn 
Could say I don't give a shhh But I'd be lying 
I'm just trynna live, yal just die trying
Could see why I don't give a mind or my concern
But I got something to give em so watch and learn

Verse 2

They want your background experience with crack now without how your hood became an outhouse for cash cows And my main man whole fam was on crack 
"You can crash at my crib, 
we'll do your homework so you won't get left back" 
They love the ballad of the sad young man, the cine noir 
The rhythm of the night colored white supplied by El Debarge
Prison barges with captives stare into the void 
With no regrets, I ain’t take that package from Coolie Boy
They mad that I ain’t ask and got consignment
With sad eyes they wanna give me the watch retirement 
the sleek streets finish corrodes 
got some entities hanging round they neck 
that ain’t gold, that's his soul 
a wise man hides in the wino that drinks Irish Rose 
the dude abides, cue the sirens, kaleidoscope 
colorblind to green envy not green pastures 
I'll be overseas like an octave or masters

Chorus

Watch And Learn (prod by BMB SpaceKid)| VIDEO LINK below

Inspired by my pre-teen experience with blindness via eye trauma injury, a post-mortem visit from my grandmother and my mother's current battle with a degenerative sight condition making her legally blind.

Lyrics by Cavalier

You black out I go blind 
You black out I go blind blind 
You black out I go blind 
You black out I go blind blind
To the fantasy the island to the canopy that is your eyelid 
out the window I started flying, they started firing 
there were no sirens I awoke they was by my bed 
trynna find where the bullet wound up 
In the wall just over my head, 
"that boy's lucky", heard him side lip 
See what you did? tell a kid 
he could die if he don't live 
even if you keep your ass inside here 
ain’t no sky here can't hide here 
fuck the world like a satyriasis 
state of my address have biases or learn sciences, 
it's what a beautiful mind is 
when the rules of your environment 
say you can't move unless you roll over or you lying there 
wasn't buying it even at my years felt sunrise in my pit, 
solar plexus where carrying techs is text book 
in having less we found lessons it gets senseless, 
so you black out I go blind

Chorus

Ask when last I had both eyes 
I was half the age that I'm now
Same week  I first saw B.I.G. 
didn't think it was a big deal 
wasn't star struck but was struck down 
dumb luck now I'm up on the hospital 
swoll up where my face is at 
trynna hold and place what happened 
with the force of a baseball bat 
took a loss when a bungee chord recoiled 
and nearly destroyed my ability to see forward 
five days I was detoured, blinded a teen boy
physicians said my predicament 
was that my vision could never be restored 
imagine me first night home with these thoughts trynna sleep on it hard to know how to be when you gotta pee could barely see the toilet Ten fingers, ten toes, two hands up seeing ghosts 
Grandma Zoila had me shaken up waking up in the bed 
and she'd been dead long gone, visiting from yonder 
In high definition redefining how 
vision will never be my problem now so

Chorus

Had 2 tracks out and saw shine 
If you have doubts then don't climb Since you lost sight I found time 
You black out I go blind, blind

Chorus

Mother, momma, ma 
Mother, momma, Ma I know you can hear me 
across oceans let my voice cut closest through their diagnosis 
I've caught glimpses of the other side we don't die I know this 
I know what they told you 
you cannot go blind, let the window reopen To your soul
indivisible, Invisible are all things 
in this physical interlude they intend to limit you 
but spirit is all seeing like when we was little 
you knew how to call us without giving up our names 
Just look for the whistle, just look for the whistle 
If we can share love and we can share blood 
you breathed the air in my lungs 
You are never impaired, because I am here
an extension of her like Madonna to child, vibrato to sound
I am the flower, your roots have sprouted the tower with boundless power potential you are the ground, my earth that gives me prudential Like sermon on mount 
my verse is intended to mend you 
The light, it never gives out 
They could never black out 
They could never black out 
They could never black out 
They could never black out

You Black out I go blind.

The Blind Seer (Max Roach Interpolation)

4. Chiefs Feat Quelle Chris

UNRELEASED joints from Niggas Is Men and MORE available via the CHIEF USB Collector's Edition

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Quelle Chris - Whatever Anyway Feat Cavalier

P.U.D.G.E. with a special "Pmix" flip of Cavalier's "Chiefs" featuring Quelle Chris
"Chief" the album and other bonus material can be found at 
CHIEFtheAlbum.com
@PUDGEmental @Cavwins @Quelle Chris
#CHIEFtheAlbum

"Chiefs" P.U.D.G.E. flip

LemOnade EP OUT NOW
cavaliervmc.bandcamp.com/album/lemonade-ep
CATCH THE VIDEO 
youtube.com/watch?v=NkBxqLrFI70
Dat Lah from "LemOnade"
Written by Cavalier
Produced by Iman Omari
Photo @BKLYNBIKESUPPLY
@cavwins #LemOnade #LemonadeEP

Lyrics

I hit it hard, I hit it deep x 6

Verse
What happens when that bad juju hits this good mojo
who wrapped my good good in this old fronto
full scans of the who's who's makes ya fam look so-so
Your cast do get "boos" your show gets canceled
This not braggadocio, bravado, machismo
When I dismount it's bravo and my brothers el mismo
You know Cavito bang and Iman got beats though
I'm just saying to you, I'm not playing with you
It's easy to catch a wave, Sign(sine) up or cosign(cosine)
who's destined to ride the crest though?
Cowabunga glide, it gets easy after the grey 
my night's black on every day
Fireworks look nice in the sky, I smile lighting up mine
and hit it hard, hit it deep
From sleep I depart but got soul to keep
Dusk and day break dust to dust full sweep
It's a lot that can happen between now and a dream
I hit it hard, I hit it deep x 4

Dat Lah prod. by Iman Omari

#LemonadeREDUX is NOW AVAILABLE
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT OF THE ORIGINAL
tinyurl.com/lemonaderedux

see original trailer here: 
https://youtu.be/e3tMmIYazqM 
Cavalier and Iman Omari release their anticipated collaborative project "LemOnade" on the Vibe Music Collective imprint. Featuring contributions from P.U.D.G.E., Norvis Jr., and frequent collaborator Quelle Chris, the project was conceived and recorded primarily during the duo's stint in New Orleans. 
"LemOnade" is a sincere, rough edged, intimate dose which plays more like a score than your average "mixtape".
Tracklist
1. Dedicadance prod by P.U.D.G.E.( @pudgebeats)
2. New Flip 
3. Your Brain On Drøøgs 
4. Inna Di Dance 
5. Heavy Crown 
6. Commitment prod by NorvisJr (@norvisjunior)
7. Dat Lah 
8. The Dirge 
9. Tuck & Roll ft Quelle Chris, Iman Omari 
10. Bywater Blue

credits
released 23 September 2015 

Written by Cavalier 
Prod by Iman Omari @imanomari(except where noted) 
Mixed by Iman Omari and BaeBro (@baebro)
Special thanks to Malik Abdul-Rahmaan 
Album photos by Kalada Halliday @BKLYNBikeSupply 
Executive produced by Cavalier & Iman Omari 
Recorded in New Orleans, Austin, & Newark 
Vibe Music Collective (@vibe-music_co)

LemOnade EP Full Tracklist

Another unreleased gem from the batch of songs which became Quelle Chris presents 2Dirt4TV Ep2 "Niggas Is Men" 

"Those Before" features Cavalier, Chopp, & P.U.D.G.E.

Put together by Quelle Chris with Cavalier and Fresh Daily; produced by Quelle Chris, Messiah Musik, and Sifu; featuring Tanya Morgan, Denmark Vessey, DJ GroWeyez, Chay, and Bwameeks; "Niggas Is Men" is a dusty, sharp cornered 13 track affair. A prelude to Quelle Chris's upcoming Mello Music Group debut proper, NIM is a head-nodding, intoxicating journey through reincarnation, long tokes, the poisoned food supply, addiction cycles, and even hot & crusty hoes.
credits
Niggas Is Men released March 19, 2013



Niggas Is Men (unreleased)

Those Before feat Cavalier, Chopp, & P.U.D.G.E. prod by Quelle Chris

Another unreleased gem from the batch of songs which became Quelle Chris presents 2Dirt4TV Ep2 "Niggas Is Men"

"All In The Video" features Cavalier and Fresh Daily

Put together by Quelle Chris with Cavalier and Fresh Daily; produced by Quelle Chris, Messiah Musik, and Sifu; featuring Tanya Morgan, Denmark Vessey, DJ GroWeyez, Chay, and Bwameeks; "Niggas Is Men" is a dusty, sharp cornered 13 track affair. A prelude to Quelle Chris's upcoming Mello Music Group debut proper, NIM is a head-nodding, intoxicating journey through reincarnation, long tokes, the poisoned food supply, addiction cycles, and even hot & crusty hoes.
credits
Niggas Is Men released March 19, 2013

UNRELEASED joints from Niggas Is Men and MORE available via the CHIEF USB Collector's Edition

tinyurl.com/CHIEFusb

All In The Video feat Cavalier and Fresh Daily prod by Quelle Chris

#OpenSeason the 1st single from Cavalier's #PrivateStock on @Vibe-Music_Co is here
Pre-Order available NOW via bandcamp
https://tinyurl.com/y9yq9gh9

WATCH FULL THE FULL VIDEO
https://www.vevo.com/watch/cavalier/open-season/USUYG1173966

Produced by @ImanOmari
written and performed by Cav Cherry
additional vocals by Iman Omari
Mixed and mastered by Swarvy
Recorded by David D'angelo and K. Cherry in New Orleans, LA
Single cover art contains original photo by Abdul Azizl @PhotoAziz504
layout and graphic by @Cavwins

Private Stock

Open Season

Open Season prod by Iman Omari

Cavalier - Reprise prod by Iman Omari & Jlbs
recorded by Cavalier & David D'Angelo
mixed/mastered Markus Sweeney
written and performed by Cavalier

Reprise

Cavalier - Watch Me feat Quelle Chris & Iman Omari
prod by Iman Omari
recorded by Iman Omari & Quelle Chris
mixed/mastered Markus Sweeney
written and performed by Cavalier, Quelle Chris & Iman Omari

Watch Me feat Quelle Chris and Iman Omari

Cavalier - Bar Therapy feat Quelle Chris & Iman Omari
prod by Iman Omari & Paul ' Bae Bro' Wilson
recorded by Iman Omari, Quelle Chris, and Paul Wilson
mixed/mastered Markus Sweeney
written and performed by Cavalier, Quelle Chris & Iman Omari

Cavalier - Bar Therapy feat Quelle Chris & Iman Omari

Remix to 'Doro Wat' from Cavalier's 'Private Stock' album. 
Produced by @ImanOmari
for @vibe-music_co

DOWNLOAD Maxi-single at
https://cavaliervmc.bandcamp.com/track/doro-wat-remix-prod-iman-omari-2

Lyrics

These heart beats not adrenaline powered 
Phoenix bars scimitars on a fez we are now a 
Level empowered brothers in towers locked up for flowers 
When they tell you crime don’t pay but won’t go legalize ours 
I’m counting these days one like they’re really numbered 
Sign to be the tag to rest in peace your slumber 
Step on my escalator I’m just trynna give you the boost 
Its rarely lucrative to peddle the truth 
Its different rules we on the globe but still debating the moon 
I oop-oop my main goons in case they Raiden the mood 
The room I panorama they world view is snooze 
I’m Ujamaa, cooperating coins 
Iman and I are dragons, magi with the torch sizzle 
Tip of the Icarus wing the wax drizzle max visual 
This aint me faux faux rap flippin’ from the gums 
This is me murderin’ a pussy hole fi fun, done 
Whole squad locked and loaded gun 
You know the acapella sick and got you toxic with the drums 
Our postures be Kemetic by the crooked coppers in the slums 
Got the copper tops, the Energon, the chronic and the blunts 
They like 'Que pasa' or 'What up' 
I'm like 'I'm good money' 
Come and get it with me cuz you ain't gonna' get it from me 
They like 'He keeps it real' 
I'm like 'Nah, I keep it realer' 
Never deaded to score cuz I know that life's my dealer 

Life's my dealer 
Cuz in Beantown we hit 'em with that yurp yurp 
Even in the A we dish 'em out that yurp yurp 
In both LAs on deck with the yurp yurp 
Of course in BK you know we got that yurp, word 
I linked Q had the yurp yurp 
Came through to Saint Lou with the yurp yurp 
I be on ferries, San Fran to Danbury 
We sans worry January to January 
Life's my dealer 

Life’s my dealer on consignment I got alignment 
Was stuck paying dues and getting by conspiring 
Man in an iron mask third eye was blinded 
Had to hear sirens save face and find it 
Jah bless 
Hope the passed elders hear those prayers 
In the embers they’re remembered when the smoke hits air 
We gettin’ better but its so far gone 
We gotta hone in the rose concrete 
No more Tupac or Afeni even Malcolm X IIIs 
We be assassinated open caskets 
Neutral nets they tracking all your tweets 
This aint me rappin’ bout trappin’ or the drugs 
This is me mapping out the traps they set in front of us 
Our agony they cash in when publishing 
The aftermath of when you’re afterthoughts from drafted laws 
You worried ‘bout getting caught 
I’m just putting out the remix 
While ordering this egg and cheese from Puerto Rican Jesus 

Life's my dealer 
Cuz in Beantown we hit 'em with that yurp yurp 
Even in the A we dish 'em out that yurp yurp 
In both LAs on deck with the yurp yurp 
Of course in BK you know we got that yurp, word 
I linked Q had the yurp yurp 
Came through to Saint Lou with the yurp yurp 
I be on ferries, San Fran to Danbury 
We sans worry January to January 
Life's my dealer



credits
from Doro Wat (Maxi Single)
cover art contains photo from Nick Ashdown (used with permission) 
produced and mixed by Iman Omari 
written by Cavalier 
recorded in Los Angeles, CA

Doro Wat Remix Prod Iman Omari

from The Breaking, released 25 March 2010 
Lyrics by K. Cherry for SavCav Music 
Produced by Terrence "Mercury" Harris 
Recorded by Terrence "Mercury" Harris at The Dugout, Brooklyn, NY

Cavalier - Dionne

from The Breaking, released 25 March 2010 
Lyrics written by K. Cherry for SavCav Music 
Produced by Shaka King 
Violin by Elizabeth Megan Fong 
Bass by Sean Lewis 
Recorded by Terrence "Mercury" Harris at The Dugout, Brooklyn, NY


Cavalier - Ink

LemOnade Redux 
Limited Edition Cassette
~~~AVAILABLE NOW~~~
tinyurl.com/lemonaderedux
*Heavier from "LemOnade Redux"


Verse 1 
King Me, I'm trynna make it all across the board 
They serenade you on the water before they toss you off 
The blunt is post modern the strain is Corleone 
When the choices you go to make could nearly cause a war 
Ninety four Source Awards 
Seen broken jaws on the iron horse 
I asked 'where niggas is at' they said 'Dyin' off' 
It lost sense like when Los lost Hec 
His rest was only two blocks north 
I heard it went south it made me wonder just how that went left 
Is it the world's too small or is it too far fetched 
No second guesses second chances I'm questioning 
Just what it means to make it 
Some make it out with a degree but cant escape arraignments 
My OG they found OD'd dead on the pavement 
I'm low-key getting no sleep stressin' these scene changes 
I'm tired of this Black cinema 
Tragic calls from Seneca 
By Seneca Falls we trapped indicas 
Never would've thought back then Black men stats could be driven up 
From my dead end actions or giving ups 
I had to shoulder that 
I know sometimes the high road's not the overpass 
To grow an older man over grass, laughs, and balderdash 
I had to know the code know my zodiac 
If I could hold the ram 
And guide my horns through these wild changes 
It wasn't judgement but it got disgusting out in Vegas 
Hundred dollar paper plans in a thousand places 
She down to swallow proper aim in a house of strangers 
With sages I discuss the bumps puff exotic fragrance 
If they suss tell em don't go fuck up my uraeus 

King me 
I'm trynna take it all across the board 
King me 
I'm trynna make it all across the board 
Before they cross the swords 
Before they cause a war 
King me 
I'm trynna take it all across the board 
King me 
I'm trynna make it all across the board 
Before they cross the swords 
Before they cause a war 

Before leaving Earth spittin' verses in retrograde 
I wade deep waters alone by metronome I bump the centigrade 
And make it hot nigga servin' this lemonade 
With what we got uh watch let me angel-strate 
Rockin' Moroccan wears like a shepherd 
I don't say prayers I recite poems inspire experts 
For me putting ideas on a record 
They might try and give me a couple years inside for time and effort 
I got a diamond spine iron hyde 
The last uninfected mind of this kind of Will I am Legend 
If it's eye for eye by design 
Their masters owe invested piles of these dollar bills to my descendants 
Some claim king but don't know the subjects 
Question them with this gem 'who do you serve' 
That's a tender nugget 
Encrusted jewels cuz my form is ancient 
I brought it this far today must be my coronation 

King me 
I'm trynna take it all across the board 
King me 
I'm trynna make it all across the board 
Before they cross the swords 
Before they cause a war 
King me 
I'm trynna take it all across the board 
King me 
I'm trynna make it all across the board 
Before they cross the swords 
Before they cause a war

Written by Cavalier
Produced by Iman Omari
Photo Kalada Halliday
@cavwins #LemOnadeRedux #LemonadeEP

Lyrics

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Inna Di Dance prod @ImanOmari from "LemOnade Redux"

Lyrics
Ayo I come inna di dance with a spliff of Sensi x 3 
I come inna di dance widdit 
I send mine to my heavenly father to whom I give thanks and praise 
Come again I said I'm born with grace from my holy mother 
whom giveth mine my first day 
< as I stand up from my palace sippin from my chalice > 
Aye son, move at a constant I'm lighting mine here you pose a bomb threat 
You're not reading the signs here, you're out of context 
Reaching like you have a mind to, let me make you conscious like "Oh no" 
With no flinching I see dem hand inch out, mind fixing to hit mine 
Like dem blowing a kiss out, like "Oh no" 
On my job give dem a print out 
Though we clean up nice, still give dem a rinse out, wash you 
don't lock eyes, got the third one wide, wired high from my tetrahydro 
Can I glide through, the Jedi, red eye, sense bad viddibes like antennae 
Keep cypher sealed tight Samsonite 
You know Moses stand on Mount Sinai 
Burning bush, my Kush only gods I stand by 

I come inna di dance with a spliff of Sensi

Inna Di Dance (Redux) prod Iman Omari

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