This story is strictly about MALEEK telling everyone how I’ve felt throughout my entire life. Maleek and Ezra are not the same person but they share the same emotions, they just respond differently. But Maleek is telling the story in a way that people would enjoy. Talking about bullshit while also throwing in hints every now and then. The titles of the songs after RITZ are titled to line up perfectly while still having to do with each song. In track “I WAS CREATED HERE.” The character says, “I was created here, I don’t know if there’s a place for me on earth.” Remember that because it’ll make sense after what I say next. The next song is titled “WHERE IS MALEEK.” And that’s the question that everyone wants to know. Well they’ve got their answer. The song after that is titled “A+ ACADEMY.” That’s where he is, and do you remember when I told you that in the track “I WAS CREATED HERE.” The character said “I don’t know if there’s a place for me on earth.” To both Ezra and Maleek, A+ Academy was not on earth. It was in hell. All they felt at that place was hell. The song after that is titled “WHAT IT FEELS LIKE.” And then after we have “YEAR OF EMINENCE.” When they were at A+ they were famous for the right and wrong reasons. Reasons that will never be displayed. Onto the next song we have “STUPID GROUPIES.” That’s all they seen at that school, dumbass B words, whores, sluts, and frankly, stupid groupies. Then we have “YOU LOOK WEIRD.” That’s all that they were told. Throughout their entire life it’s always just been something wrong with them. They felt as if they were never appreciated. Which leads us on to “IDEAS IN SMOKE.” It got to a point where other people’s ideas meant absolutely nothing to them, simply because they became immune. No words could harm them anymore. “WHY DONT YOU DIE.” is the next one. That question has been told to Ezra and Maleek, too many fucking times. To the average person they’d think “Aw that’s really sad.” Although to Maleek, it just lead to the “PLIGHT OF MALEEK.” Which as you know is the next track. Then after that we have, “MAKESHIFT COFFIN.” We all know what Makeshift means right? It basically means, “temporary.” A temporary coffin as to which Ezra and Maleek in their minds were placed in. Until finally. They arise, and they finally turn into the “MONSTER YOU CREATED.” The end.


PRODUCER CREDITS.

Track 1. - DEVILLE PRODUCER.
Track 2. - NO8 & IHEARSTATIC.
Track 3. - FADINGINDIGO & IHEARSTATIC.
Track 4. - MEEJ & JVCXB.
Track 5. - SONIC X SHADOW GENERATIONS.
Track 6. - ITWASASHY.
Track 7. - MEEJ X 116 X PXR.
Track 8. - MEEJ & PXR.
Track 9. - MEEJ & JVCXB.
Track 10. - MEEJ & DARA.
Track 11. - GOD OF WAR RAGNAROK.
Track 12. - SLADERR & TJRIVERSS.
Track 13. - MEEJ.
Track 14. - MEEJ.
Track 15. - MEEJ & JAYREWIND.
Track 16. - GRAPNEL & AYO.DESIRE.

MALEEK.

EJ X MEEJ 202... 

@https://soundcloud.com/meejurtrash

EJ4HUNNIT X MEEJ - I DONT LIKE OPPOSITIONS. (PROD. MEEJ X JAYREWIND)

SoPluto Page!: https://soundcloud.com/sopluto

SOPLUTO - TIMELESS FT. EJ4HUNNIT

STICKS IN MY BAG (Prod. Grim Brxzy)

NUKETOWN WINDOW WARS (Prod. K3NTR0)

GOLD RINGS (Prod. OhMyGon!)

NORA! Feat. MEEJ (Prod. MEEJ x JayRewind)

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Lyrics:

She met me.
In a alley.
It was crazy.
I thought she was a Fairy.
In a Fairytale.
Hope she don't hurt me.
Cause I'm still learning how things work.
I know you crazy but I'm still tryna' make it work.
We getting older I trust your instincts yeah they just like mine.
Let's pop some henny after party while we sip red wine.
Yeah I'm your knight in shining armor making sure you're fine.
Girl let's make love watching the stars tryna' pass the time.
(Yeah 3x)

I never thought I'd run into a pretty woman like you.
You make my world rain with love and girl I can't get through.
I know it's unfortunate but hopefully you'll help me get through.
If someone else in my presence girl please don't just make assumptions.
I grab the glock, I load the clip, and then we get to bussin.
When we done, enter the room and then we get to. (Laughter)
When I hit you from the back, all I hear is moaning.
Oh you don't want a broken back?
Should've stayed in yo zone then yeah yeah.

She met me.
In a alley.
It was crazy.
I thought she was a Fairy.
In a Fairytale.
Hope she don't hurt me.
Cause I'm still learning how things work.
And I know you crazy but I'm still tryna' make it work yeah yeah yeah.
She met me.
In a alley.
It was crazy.
I thought she was a Fairy.
In a Fairytale.
Hope she don't hurt me.
Cause I'm still learning how things work.
I know you crazy but I'm still tryna' make it work.

FAIRYTALE (PROD. OHMYGON!)

HOMIE FREESTYLE (Prod. Saint Urya)

Lyrics..

Yeah, ok.
I do not know why these niggas wan' test me.
I keep a chrome hearted glocky in pockets that's full of them racks, can't no bitch nigga top me.
"Head Over Heels" for that bitch if she suckin' that dick make it wet know I need "Sloppy Toppy."
Swerve in that big body, wide body Benz in this bitch then I switch to go whip Maserati.
Got my gang in this bitch.
"2Hunnit" bullets we sending yo' block leave that bitch down in flames.
Pull the hair out the bitch.
Backshots like a "Mad man" going wild she would think I'm "Insane."
You got "0" dollars but I drop "71"k of them bitches like my name was "Dame."
And I'm "reckless", I'm "stupid" with fire like a "kid" that's playing round' with some muhhfuckin' "propane."

Yeah haha what.
Tah yahh heh..switchin' my voice.
And I'm switchin' the "Floor" (Flow) in this bitch talkin' shit?
Ok, leave yo' ass right in a ditch.
Badass like I'm "AJ" but exploding the mic "Walking Dead" like my name was "Mitch."
But I'm still on my shit, stand on 10 like "Clementine."
My nigga "Lee" in this bitch.

Background: [That's a 40 round drum mag, gone head and spray that bitch.]

Yeah, walk around with "2 dicks" in my jeans I ain't "gay", but I'm finna' give em' this bitch.
Told lil shawty I only pulled up just to beat it up.
Like a "Buffet" told lil shawty to "eat" it up.
Niggas thinkin' they "Lightning Mcqueen" but ain't "quick" enough.
How you claim to be spittin' that "fire" but niggas ain't "lit enough?
Yeah, eyes gettin' "blurry" lookin at y'all niggas think I've "seen enough."
Choppa no switch yeah this shit got a kickback.
"Messi" no "soccer" I "score" I don't "kickback."
Laser beam "red" "kool" I'm pushing his shit back.
"Kool-aid man" "buss in" (Busting) her "walls" I'mma stamp that.
"YMCA" cause I got a graveyard that I can make bitch niggas have a "camp" at.
Why you talkin' to me like you "famous" lil nigga?
I don't know you lil nigga.
I ask "Where yo' fans at?"
She act like she "thick" when she twerk.
But I don't see no movement lil bitch I'm like "Where is yo' yams at?"
Why he play with EJ?
He must ain't know that I be coolin' but I'll still get active with niggas.
And my life is a muhhfuckin' "movie", I swear on my life that it's "Ready and action!" lil nigga.

Yeah, ok.
I do not know why these niggas wan' test me.
I keep a chrome hearted glocky in pockets that's full of them racks, can't no bitch nigga top me.
"Head Over Heels" for that bitch if she suckin' that dick make it wet know I need "Sloppy Toppy."
Swerve in that big body, wide body Benz in this bitch then I switch to go whip Maserati.
Got my gang in this bitch.
"2Hunnit" bullets we sending yo' block leave that bitch down in flames.
Pull the hair out the bitch.
Backshots like a "Mad man" going wild she would think I'm "Insane."
You got "0" dollars but I drop "71"k of them bitches like my name was "Dame."
And I'm "reckless", I'm "stupid" with fire like a "kid" that's playing round' with some muhhfuckin' "propane."

Yeah haha what.
Tah.

NO MELODY 5 (PROD. VPKST)

Lyrics:

See I've been tryna' tell people a story right through my music.
But it's like they never listen to a word that I say.
How they smile in my face and stab my back and now they actin' like it's ok?
But I bet you they come around when they see my neck is covered in chains.
Either VVS or a Cuban Link or a Shackle on me.
Either way I'm still trapped in a hell and I'm begging to God to call me.
Feelin' like no one's there to save me.
Let alone, give a fuck bout my feelings, I'm worthless, I'm trash, is what they all.
Say to me.

Sometimes when you feel like there's nothing going on.
Be the best times for them to sneak in and take all your energy.
Know you feelin' me.
Don't you hate when a young nigga dreams slowly turn into read receipts?
Know you feelin' me.
It's a dad slowly drifting away from they kid every time they go mess with another B ok.

I don't understand that shit.
I don't understand that shit at all.
I'm talkin' to youngins.
What's the point of cheating lil' nigga?
You better off breaking it off.
Cause if it don't break by itself then it's broken down to fix the things that were "breaking it off."
Would you rather a lesson or death?
Cause sometimes never know when they feelin' like "breaking it off." (2x)

I just got a new girl.
I can't lie lil' shawty amazing.
I'm like, "She the only one that I'm chasing."
Never mind I cannot be chasing.
Cause I got too much to lose and whenever we fight it's always driving me crazy.
But she from London.
She a London girl.
I never tried foreign before.
I ain't even tryna' make her panties drop to the floor.
Well maybe thats an add on, I don't know.
I really just want some love that's all I've been looking for.
That's all I've been looking for.
I ain't even.
I ain't even rapping on this bitch no more.
I ain't even rapping on this bitch no more, I ain't even singing on this bitch no more.
I really just want some love.
I'm done tryna' tell you.
I'm just tryna' tell you my nigga I just want some love.
That's all a nigga really want for real.
Besides that, money and success nigga you already know what it is nigga let's get it.

See I've been tryna' tell people a story right through my music.
But it's like they never listen to a word that I say.
How they smile in my face and stab my back and now they actin' like it's ok?
But I bet you they come around when they see my neck is covered in chains.
Either VVS or a Cuban Link or a Shackle on me.
Either way I'm still trapped in a hell and I'm begging to God to call me.
Feelin' like no one's there to save me.
Let alone, give a fuck bout my feelings, I'm worthless, I'm trash, is what they all.
Say to me.

Sometimes when you feel like there's nothing going on.
Be the best times for them to sneak in and take all your energy.
Know you feelin' me.
Don't you hate when a young nigga dreams slowly turn into read receipts?
Know you feelin' me.
It's a dad slowly drifting away from they kid every time they go mess with another B ok.

let me talk to you. (prod. acey)

Lyrics:

(Boss bitch, yeah I pull up bossin.)
(I'mma boss nigga, yeah I pull up bossin.)
(Yeah, woah.)
(Bitch I pull up-)

Yeah.
Boss bitch.
I'mma boss man.
I pull up bossin'.
It's too much for her.
She can't take it.
She steady coughin'.
Moshpit.
I want moshpits.
I'm losing my shit.
Fast bitch.
Counting cash until I collapse bitch.
Dreadhead.
Shake them motherfuckas feel like rasta.
Got yo' main bitch.
She be in my kitchen making pasta.
And she like "Let me cook for yaa, let me cook EJ."
Feel like I'm fuckin' wit Zendaya.
She got this song on "Replay."
I might be mad man.

Injuring my fingers counting bands they call me "Band Man."
Gaara shit, put sand right down her back bitch I'm the "Sand Man."
Talented.
NBTALENTED bitch we too talented.
(Hold on these niggas think this song getting basic, alright bet I gotchu let's get it.)

Chillin' wit Morty while rockin' these "Ricks."
Pull up, send em' another dimension.
I was thuggin', ensuring my wrist.
AP, "Tik Tok", time is "ticking."
She all talk, swear this bitch like a tick.
Mordecai, music game just be "rigged."
Stop comparing me to other bitches.
They can't fuck wit a nigga that's it.

Shawty play with my rod like she fishing.
I'm with God but I still just be sinning.
Randy Orton lil' bitch I be vicious.
Donatello with sticks in the kitchen.
Oh I been peeped, I just stay Outthemix.
Dump the bitch when I still off the rip.
Cowboy shit with the glock on my hip.
But I'm a good person I'm like "Morgan Freeman."
Got these chains on my neck so I'm feeling enslaved yeah.
So I'm not a "Free Man."
And I'm sexing her good boy I'm hitting them sides and angles.
I got her screamin'.
And she suckin' the semen right off of the tip lil nigga yeah.
She got me leakin'.
And I hypnotized her with orange soda.
Feelin' like Kel and Kenan.

Kel & Kenan. (Prod. Geekreallyrunninit)

Lyrics:

I'm fully loaded.
These bitches be twerkin' for me.
I throw hunnits.
Blue hunnits.
Blue hunnits.
2025 I'm in a new mode.
And it's up with the green.
I'm in love with the money.
My bitch rockin' Prada.
These niggas be wearin' pajamas.
I laugh at them niggas it's funny.
Said she don't want no puppy.
(SHE WANT A BIG DOG.)
She can't do nothing for me.
(GOT DIAMONDS ON MY WRIST DAWG.)
I'm gone away find me like "Dory."
Don't think that shit be simple.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
I got these bitches on my dick woah.

Yeah.
Mmm mmm mmm.
Yeah.
Mmhmm mmm.
Yeah.
Mmm mmm mmm.
Yeah.
Mmm mm.
Woah, yeah.
Mmm mmm mmm.
Yeah.
Mmhmm mmm.
Yeah.
Mmm mmm mmm.
Yeah.
Mmm mm.

I'm fully loaded.
These bitches be twerkin' for me.
I throw hunnits.
Blue hunnits.
Blue hunnits.
2025 I'm in a new mode.
And it's up with the green.
I'm in love with the money.
My bitch rockin' Prada.
These niggas be wearin' pajamas.
I laugh at them niggas it's funny.
Said she don't want no puppy.
(SHE WANT A BIG DOG.)
She can't do nothing for me.
(GOT DIAMONDS ON MY WRIST DAWG.)
I'm gone away find me like "Dory."
Don't think that shit be simple.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
I got these bitches on my dick woah.

DORY'S REALM.

Lyrics:

Ok, I'm finna get in my bag.
Like I'm "Travis."
I'm "hunting" these niggas with "12" gauges.
I be sending these niggas through 12 stages.
Finna put these lil niggas in 12 cages.
Yeah.
Wassup?
I leveled up on these niggas it's up.
Shawty "freaky and Greek" like she play for the "bucks."
When she drunk off that Don.
Shawty don't give a fuck.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Still 4hunnit.

That never changed.
We still a group, rich as fuck.
And I bought a new bezel.
This shit kickin' off of the dome.
And she ghetto.
My diamonds be "R Kelly."
These bitches "yellow."
Good fellow.
I pull up with steppas.
They shootin' from deep like they Melo.
No Delo.
She drinkin' Modelo's.
She drunk and she drivin' a Volvo.
She shake it like Jello.
Canelo.
I beat up these niggas, Naruto.
I go straight to Pluto.
I ball like Carmelo.
Falsetto.
I'm making yo' bitch sing some you know.
Yes I know that you know that it's a concerno.
Woahh.
(Fuck!)

Ok, I'm finna get in my bag.
Like I'm "Travis."
I'm "hunting" these niggas with "12" gauges.
I be sending these niggas through 12 stages.
Finna put these lil niggas in 12 cages.
Yeah.
Wassup?
I leveled up on these niggas it's up.
Shawty "freaky and Greek" like she play for the "bucks."
When she drunk off that Don.
Shawty don't give a fuck.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Still 4hunnit.
(Still 4hunnit.)

STILL 4HUNNIT.

YEAR OF EMINENCE. +[PROD. MEEJ X JVCXB]+

I WAS CREATED HERE.

Lyrics:

Yeah.
What the fuck you wann' say to Maleek?
Spin a Benz.
Leave em' 6 feet deep.
I serve 11 I feel like Kyrie.
Yeah.
Man I was "lost now I'm found" "808LOUIE."
Got a BBL bitch tryna' pop coochie.
But she wont get no "date nights."
I'm bout' the "LUCCI".
Bitch I'm high off life sittin' in Dory's Realm.
And I'm feelin' like MEEJ chillin' in my Jacuzzi.
I'mma trap out that Chrysler 300.
"Maleek what's on your waist?"
I say "That be that gucci."
You would think it's a switch.
Hold 9 double M.
Nah nigga guess what?
That's them shots from that uzi.
And I don't fuck with stupid bitches.
Or them bitches that's pretty.
But they always hang with them groupies.
Heheh.

You are who you hang around.
Maleek shoot 2 "Michael Jordan." (.223)
He don't play around.
And my clip extended I'm letting off 80 rounds.
Shawty riding my dick.
She think it's a playground.
Shawty think I'm a trick.
.223 make her lay down.
Hit then dip super quick.
She can't think I'mma stay now.
Ice on my neck VVS to the face now.
Yeah.

(Hold on, I'm going corrupt in this bitch nigga.)
(Hold on nigga.)
(I said I got a-)
BAD BITCH.
ASIAN TING.
SHE TRYNA.
FUCK!

GOT A WHITE HOE.
SHAWTY A 10.
BUT I'M JUST TRYNA.
FUCK!
LET A BITCH PLAY WITH MALEEK.
HE KEEP HIS GLIZZY TUCKED.
(Let's go!)

Heh.
Big body, big body.
Big body.
Niggas act tough they a nobody.
They treat me like TikTok.
Said I was gone.
I was back.
For' they called me a nobody.

Heh.
Big body, big body.
Big body.
Niggas act tough they a nobody.
They treat me like TikTok.
Said I was gone.
I was back.
(Hehehehehehe.)

Yeah.
What the fuck you wann' say to Maleek?
Spin a Benz.
Leave em' 6 feet deep.
I serve 11 I feel like Kyrie.
Yeah.
Man I was "lost now I'm found" "808LOUIE."
Got a BBL bitch tryna' pop coochie.
But she wont get no "date nights."
I'm bout' the "LUCCI".
Bitch I'm high off life sittin' in Dory's Realm.
And I'm feelin' like "MEEJ" chillin' in my "Jacuzzi."
I'mma trap out that Chrysler 300.
"Maleek what's on your waist?"
I say "That be that gucci."
You would think it's a switch.
Hold 9 double M.
Nah nigga guess what?
That's them shots from that uzi.
And I don't fuck with stupid bitches.
Or them bitches that's pretty.
But they always hang with them groupies.
Heheh.
(You are who you hang around.)

Yeah.
What the fuck you wann' say to Maleek?
Spin a Benz.
Leave em' 6 feet deep.
I serve 11 I feel like Kyrie.
Yeah.
Man I was "lost now I'm found" "808LOUIE."
Got a BBL bitch tryna' pop coochie.
But she wont get no "date nights."
I'm bout' the "LUCCI".
Bitch I'm high off life sittin' in Dory's Realm.
And I'm feelin' like "MEEJ" chillin' in my "Jacuzzi."
I'mma trap out that Chrysler 300.
"Maleek what's on your waist?"
I say "That be that gucci."
You would think it's a switch.
Hold 9 double M.
Nah nigga guess what?
That's them shots from that uzi.
And I don't fuck with stupid bitches.
Or them bitches that's pretty.
But they always hang with them groupies.
Heheh.

You are who you hang around.
Maleek shoot 2 "Michael Jordan." (.223)
He don't play around.
And my clip extended I'm letting off 80 rounds.
Shawty riding my dick.
She think it's a playground.
Shawty think I'm a trick.
.223 make her lay down.
Hit then dip super quick.
She can't think I'mma stay now.
Ice on my neck VVS to the face now.
Yeah.

STUPID GROUPIES.

Lyrics:

Mhmm hmm hmm.
Mhm.
(Woahh oh woah oh oh.)
Mhmm hmm hmm.
Mhm.
(Oh yeah.)
Mhmm hmm hmm.
Mhm.
Mhmm hmm hmm.
Mhm.
It's EJ!

Yeah, I be that big body nigga who be rockin' Rick.
While he shoppin at LV.
I'll be that nigga that keep to his self with his words.
So ain't nothin' you can tell me.
And she just don't know nothin' bout me.
Stay with my niggas we finna get rowdy.
You know we be droppin' them dimes.
We droppin' them dimes.
We droppin' them bodies.

Yeah.
You know we got choppas.
Know we got sticks.
We runnin' 4 deep.
We finna send a blitz.
That nigga too sweet.
A cracker like Ritz.
This not a AR.
Lil nigga this a switch.
You talk like you tough.
Lil nigga you's a- (hoo.)
I hang with them shootas.
Leave you in a ditch.
I won't be too nice.
Next time you talk- (hoo.)

You see I got LV on.
Why these niggas be all on my dick?
I got a bitch, she came straight from Cuba.
I know how to use her.
She think I'm a trick.
You nigga just talkin'.
If it ain't bout mula.
Then I ain't where you are.
I'm up with the Rich.
I'll send you to God.
You say hallelujah.
Well we say the same.
I'm a young blessed nigga.
Yeah.

Mhmm hmm hmm.
Mhm.
(Woahh oh woah oh oh.)
Mhmm hmm hmm.
Mhm.
(Oh yeah.)
Mhmm hmm hmm.
Mhm.
Mhmm hmm hmm.
Mhm.

Yeah, I be that big body nigga who be rockin' Rick.
While he shoppin at LV.
I'll be that nigga that keep to his self with his words.
So ain't nothin' you can tell me.
And she just don't know nothin' bout me.
Stay with my niggas we finna get rowdy.
You know we be droppin' them dimes.
We droppin' them dimes.
We droppin' them bodies.

Yeah.
You know we got choppas.
Know we got sticks.
We runnin' 4 deep.
We finna send a blitz.
That nigga too sweet.
A cracker like Ritz.
This not a AR.
Lil nigga this a switch.
You talk like you tough.
Lil nigga you's a- (hoo.)
I hang with them shootas.
Leave you in a ditch.
I won't be too nice.
Next time you talk- (hoo.)

RITZ.

Lyrics:

I got a lot on my mind.
And I don't know who to tell to.
Sick as fuck in my recordings.
Nigga always needing Theraflu.
You niggas contagious.
We already some lost souls.
So you cannot save us.

Or at least that's what it feels like.
I don't care how you thinkin'.
I don't care if you stick and move.
I don't care if you cliquing.
I don't care if you gang bang.
I don't care if you crippin'.
Cause we all bleed the same color.
So we ain't too much different.

Or at least that's what it feels like.
I don't care how you livin'.
I don't care what lil whip you got.
I don't care if you sippin'.
I don't care what lil hoe you fucked.
I don't care bout yo missions.
I just wann' touch some money.
So I can show these pussies how to go from rags to riches yeah.

Get the money.
Flip the money.
Break the money yeah.
With the gang.
You can't hang.
You got no money yeah.
Stay low-key.
I keep it G.
Ain't nothing funny yeah.
Can't tell me nothin'.
I'm too up, still ain't get lucky yeah.

I got a lot on my mind.
And I don't know who to tell to.
Sick as fuck in my recordings.
Nigga always needing Theraflu.
You niggas contagious.
We already some lost souls.
So you cannot save us.

Or at least that's what it feels like.
I don't care how you thinkin'.
I don't care if you stick and move.
I don't care if you cliquing.
I don't care if you gang bang.
I don't care if you crippin'.
Cause we all bleed the same color.
So we ain't too much different.

Or at least that's what it feels like.
I don't care how you livin'.
I don't care what lil whip you got.
I don't care if you sippin'.
I don't care what lil hoe you fucked.
I don't care bout yo missions.
I just wann' touch some money.
So I can show these pussies how to go from rags to riches yeah.

WHAT IT FEELS LIKE.

Lyrics:

What the fuck?
Where am I?
How'd I end up back here?
(Fuck!)

This place.
This place, I can't be here bro.
I can't be here I already passed this shit.
I can't be here.
This is terrible bro.
I don't fuck with this place at all.

Tallest youngin' in the school.
Never thought he'd think of ignorance.
Biggest youngin' on a move.
Had a vision he seek greatness.
But tell me what he seen?
A bunch of people actin' like they love him.
But in secret.
Really all they wanna do is see him bleed.
See him cry.
Shedding tears of blood, he leave it on the field.
Never told a lie.
Always kept it real.
But kept his pain concealed.
I can't think why, it was only me that hated senior year.
No, you know why.

Cause these people didn't want your side of story.
Weirdo.
You a weirdo nigga.
Call me names all of that nature.
See though.
He ain't never give into that shit.
Kept his composure.
Loyal.
He a loyal nigga even though he had no exposure.
Over.
Said it's over for him grab that knife right off that table.
Stab me.
Stab me once or twice.
You better off with a gun.
That's how I felt throughout that year.
Watch as my skin burns in the sun.
Kill em'.
Kill his ego yeah.
He's an only son.
(Hold on EJ you gotta pipe down.)
(My nigga you got two brothers now.)
(I ain't gon lie this shit hurt twin.)
(I don't even like rapping bout' this shit.)
(But it gotta be rapped about.)
It gotta be rapped about.
Fuck that school I ain't cappin' now.
But shout out my teachers they want me to win.
I guess it don't matter now.

Tallest youngin' in the school.
Never thought he'd think of ignorance.
Biggest youngin' on a move.
Had a vision he seek greatness.
But tell me what he seen?
A bunch of people actin' like they love him.
But in secret.
Really all they wanna do is see him bleed.
See him cry.
Shedding tears of blood, he leave it on the field.
Never told a lie.
Always kept it real.
But kept his pain concealed.
I can't think why, it was only me that hated senior year.
No, you know why.

Cause these people didn't want your side of story.
Weirdo.
You a weirdo nigga.
Call me names all of that nature.
See though.
He ain't never give into that shit.
Kept his composure.
Loyal.
He a loyal nigga even though he had no exposure.
Over.
Said it's over for him grab that knife right off that table.
Stab me.
Stab me once or twice.
You better off with a gun.
That's how I felt throughout that year.
Watch as my skin burns in the sun.
Kill em'.
Kill his ego yeah.
He's an only son.
(Woo.)

A+ ACADEMY.

Lyrics:

I'm just a nigga with a temper.
A nigga that can't open up his mouth when he feel anger.
So he just rock alone.
He strappin' up.
Jump off that hangar.
There ain't no way to save him.
You better not go chase him.
Cause he tryna' pave a way for himself.
But it's not workin'.
Never had nobody by his side.
He stuck, he too much hurtin'.
Theraflu fill up his body.
He sick to his stomach and it's burnin'.

But let me tell you something bout' this young nigga.
This one nigga.
This young and dumb but turnt nigga.
This one nigga, grew up with no money.
But ain't no scum nigga.
This one nigga, had too much pain building.
Became a numb nigga.
This one nigga, that never got his way.
But wont succumb nigga.
This one nigga, want president watches.
No "Donald Trump" nigga.

This one nigga, got bullied for his race.
Felt like a bum nigga.
This one nigga, that always kept quiet.
Down in the dumps nigga.
This one nigga, that felt pain since he was.
Suckin' his thumb nigga.
This one nigga, ain't had a friend.
Til' he picked up a gun nigga.
Yeah.

(It's all a distant memory now.)
(Why do I exist? I used to ask myself.)
(And then I found out.)
It's Maleek.
Let's go.
(That I knew that something else had been taken from me.)
(Something even more important.)
(And that is what I truly despair.)
(My purpose.)

I'm just a nigga with a temper.
A nigga that can't open up his mouth when he feel anger.
So he just rock alone.
He strappin' up.
Jump off that hangar.
There ain't no way to save him.
You better not go chase him.
Cause he tryna' pave a way for himself.
But it's not workin'.
Never had nobody by his side.
He stuck, he too much hurtin'.
Theraflu fill up his body.
He sick to his stomach and it's burnin'.

But let me tell you something bout' this young nigga.
This one nigga.
This young and dumb but turnt nigga.
This one nigga, grew up with no money.
But ain't no scum nigga.
This one nigga, had too much pain building.
Became a numb nigga.
This one nigga, that never got his way.
But wont succumb nigga.
This one nigga, want president watches.
No "Donald Trump" nigga.

This one nigga, got bullied for his race.
Felt like a bum nigga.
This one nigga, that always kept quiet.
Down in the dumps nigga.
This one nigga, that felt pain since he was.
Suckin' his thumb nigga.
This one nigga, ain't had a friend.
Til' he picked up a gun nigga.
Yeah.

PLIGHT OF MALEEK.

Lyrics:

Walk in.
40 thousand on me.
I'm a target.
Coffin.
Leave his dead body in a coffin.
Makeshift.
Shawty only here until the night end.
Fannin.
Catchin' bodies feelin' like a tight end.

Yeah.
Walk in.
40 thousand on me.
I'm a target.
Coffin.
Leave his dead body in a coffin.
Makeshift.
Shawty only here until the night end.
Fannin.
Catchin' bodies feelin' like a tight end.
Yeah.

Woah, woah, woah, woah.
Woah.
Switch up the flow.
I get them packs and they comin' in low.
She finna blow.
Give her the strap and she lettin' it blow.
A honor roll.
Shawty a scholar.
But she only do what I told.
Niggas be talkin' the most.
Ain't got no motion.
Niggas frontin'.
Nigga step in the scope and I'm bussin'.
Never duckin'.
Any smoke from a nigga that's jocin'.
Sippin potion.
You a joke and.
I can't fuck with you niggas you smokin'.
And I'm toting.
A pistol that blow off his noggin.

Her skin glowing.
And I'm knowing.
That she would be down for the showing.
And the boasting.
And I'm loading.
Semi-automatic I'm groping.
And I'm hoping.
That I could just stop with the quoting.
But I can't because niggas is dumb.
And man, they cannot learn worth a damn.
And it's showing.
That I should become a lil teacher for these niggas.

(Or maybe I should kill em all.)
(Yeah, or maybe I should kill em all.)

(It's Maleek.)

MAKESHIFT COFFIN.

Lyrics:

You know.
I never really thought I'd have the moment to come out of my shell
And really just explain my emotions and how I feel about situations.
It's always just been Ezra taking shit from people.
People that don't even know him.
They call him a liar.
Manipulator.
Weirdo.
That one ugly ass nigga that nobody cares about.
"Guy's, look at his teeth he has a gap!"
"Oh my God, look at his teeth, he has a gap and an open bite."
"Haha, what a loser."
He just, he just laugh at it.
He just laugh it off because.
He can't show them any signs of pain.
But my name is Maleek.
I'm his other half.
Here to tell the story.
So today.
You will feel his anger.
You will feel his rage.
And most importantly.
You will, feel his pain.
Now i'mma start this off easy.
I'mma start this off with you know.
What everybody be wanting to hear nowadays and stuff like that.
But you'll know when I'm starting to get serious.
For real.

INTRO.

Lyrics: 

Sit in the back of the bus with a rose in my hand got me feelin like Rosa Parks. 
They tell me to move I ain’t movin’ cause I was here first matter fact I was here from the start.
They often refer to her as “Mother of the Civil Rights movement”, that be in our hearts.
She full of respect that’s from me at least, it’s still crazy how people can’t tell us apart yeah.
Meet Whitney! 
World War 2 veteran, he served as an adviser.
On racial matters to president Lyndon.
Just tell me what you thinkin. 
That you can come in here and disrespect me to my face? 
You silly, silly, silly.


And I feel like i’m Martin yeah the way I do this speech. 
My momma told me i’m a king. 
"Son always follow your dreams."
Ain’t no love in this world for people of my color. 
Stop the violence yes i’m begging, saving one another.

Yeah. (5x)

I’m in the back of the function i’m chillin' with Abraham Lincoln. 
He freed my brothers so he my new brother yeah he got my trust and I won’t be rethinking. 
They like to say when we group up, we start gangbanging, nah man we just be cliquing. 
I say, "What be the problem lil officer?"
"Is you mad that whippin a challenger?"
"Is it because my hair or my skin color?"
"Are you jealous that I got a passenger?" 
"Are you scared to think I got a glock on me?" 
"When I’m really just choppin it up with my mama about the new job that I got and I start next week yeah boy guess what I just got me a manager." 

And I feel like i’m Martin yeah the way I do this speech. 
My momma told me i’m a king. 
"Son always follow your dreams."
 Ain’t no love in this world for people of my color. 
Stop the violence yes i’m begging, saving one another.

(Nother, nother, nother)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)

(it’s EJ!)

Tag: (EJ you do too much.)

BLACK HISTORY MONTH.

MURDER SHE WROTE. +[PROD. SPELLXAST]+

DRUNK SEX. +[PROD. EXELONS]+

EJ'S TAKEOVER. +[PROD. JTRN X IHEARTSTATIC]+

Letter To Momma..

CHINESE NIGHTGOWN. +[PROD. SPELLXAST]+

Lyrics:

Hol on.
Dior shades on me.
These ain't for no show and tell.
I got a bad bitch on me.
Yeah, she give me brain fuck up her nails.
You is not my homie.
You fuckin' up my motion twin.
She bad as fuck I might go sin.
Keep a sword on me like Kylo Ren.

(Woah, woah, woah)
Hop in that big body.
Big body Benz.
Got these stupid ass hoes say I'm tryna' defend.
Pedal to the medal I go on a spin.
And I'm feelin' like "Jason" I'm in it to "Ween"
Jace Carson my shit.
I'mma dunk on ya mans.
Walk around wit' a belt like the "Chief" Roman.
Bitch you really fucked up don't come back at the end.
Yeah.
Bitch I'm just doin what I'm post to.
Feel like my bitch fuck other niggas, fuck that hoe too.
We got AK47s, Mac 11s, we might blow you.
And we don't care which of the sides you might go to.
Ok.
Yeah.
It could be heaven or hell.
I could be slow as a muhhfuckin turtle.
But I will not hide in a shell.
I'm hypnotizing this girl with some soda.
I'm feelin' like Kenan and Kel.
(I'm hypnotizing this girl with some soda.)
(I'm feelin' like Kenan and Kel.)

Hol on.
Dior shades on me.
These ain't for no show and tell.
I got a bad bitch on me.
Yeah, she give me brain fuck up her nails.
You is not my homie.
You fuckin' up my motion twin.
She bad as fuck I might go sin.
Keep a sword on me like Kylo Ren.
Hol on.
Dior shades on me.
These ain't for no show and tell.
I got a bad bitch on me.
Yeah, she give me brain fuck up her nails.
You is not my homie.
You fuckin' up my motion twin.
She bad as fuck I might go sin.
Keep a sword on me like Kylo Ren.

(Woah, woah, woah)
Hop in that big body.
Big body Benz.
Got these stupid ass hoes say I'm tryna' defend.
Pedal to the medal I go on a spin.
And I'm feelin' like "Jason" I'm in it to "Ween"
Jace Carson my shit.
I'mma dunk on ya mans.
Walk around wit' a belt like the "Chief" Roman.
Bitch you really fucked up don't come back at the end.

EJ.

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