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[Intro]
Yo, check it
In the heart of the city where the streets know my name
I'm a prince in the wild, in the sheets, I reign

[Verse 1]
Walkin' these streets, a leader, standin' tall and proud
Every step I take, I'm drawin' a crowd
Got the looks, got the charm, yeah, I'm breakin' the mold
I'm the king in the game, my story's untold

I spotted her there, not your average girl
She's got curves for days, a real gem in this world
Not just a pretty face, she's deep, she's real
Her vibe's infectious, you know the deal

[Chorus]
She my queen from the block, with a heart of gold
Together we're unstoppable, bold and bold
She's my ride or die, in the highs and lows
In this concrete jungle, our love just grows

[Verse 2]
She's one of the boys, but shines like no other
Her personality's fire, like summer
Not just a fantasy, she's my reality
In her embrace, I find my gravity

Her mind's a galaxy, conversations deep
With her by my side, it's a win, no defeat
We talk, we laugh, under city lights
She's my forever, every day and night

[Bridge]
In the hustle of the streets, she stands by me
In her eyes, I'm a king, that's all I need to be
We're a duo, in sync, can't you see?
In this world of chaos, she's my serenity

[Chorus]
She my queen from the block, with a heart of gold
Together we're unstoppable, bold and bold
She's my ride or die, in the highs and lows
In this concrete jungle, our love just grows

[Outro]
Yeah, she's my everything, in the street, in the bed
A prince, a king, with her, I'm always ahead
In this urban jungle, we stand tall
Together, unbreakable, we'll never fall

King Of The Beat Part One

Save and Warm in the Barn

[Verse 1]
 You got that unpredictability, kinda like December skies, yeah my G
 Snow’s piling at my doorstep, but you roll in, bring that summer energy
 “Storm clouds are gathering,” I said, and you just lick your lips so sly
 “It will be raining soon,” but from your heat I can’t deny
 (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
 Your presence warms my hallways
 Now we standin’ face to face
 I wanna tell you what’s buzzin’— (Mind)
 On my mind (Let’s go)

[Chorus]
 You just got me started
 And I don’t think I can stop it
 I ain’t tryna end this night alone, a’ight?
 Oh, baby, baby
 Boy, can I be honest?
 Your vibe’s moist, I’m astonished
 Soak me up just like that gravy on Christmas night
 Oh, baby, baby

[Post-Chorus]
 Yeah, yeah
 I crave you, hold me tight
 “You brighten my winter’s day”
 Spin back and taste this delight

[Verse 2]
 We got that hot chemistry, meltin’ ice like rum in my sorrel cup
 “Make me feel warm like a summer’s day,” I’m tryna drink you all up
 Like an Indian summer, you get me drippin’, no cap, no drought
 (Oh, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
 Your closeness feels like foreplay
 Now we’re laid out, chest to waist
 I wanna tell you what’s buzzin’— (Mind, Yyah)
 On my mind

[Chorus]
 You just got me started
 And I don’t think I can stop it
 I ain’t tryna end this night alone, a’ight?
 Oh, baby, baby
 Boy, can I be honest?
 Your heat hits like that body
 Messy like ice cream on hot days, just feels so right
 Oh, baby, baby

[Post-Chorus]
 Yeah
 I crave you, hold me tight
 “I guess you’ll be getting wet”
 Come through and bless my sight

[Bridge]
 Boy, can I be honest?
 Boy, can I be honest?
 Yeah
 We got this gift to unwrap, no drama
 You just, you just, you just, you just (Yeah)

[Chorus]
 You just got me started
 And I don’t think I can stop it
 I ain’t tryna end this night alone, a’ight? (A’ight?)
 Oh, baby, baby
 Boy, can I be honest?
 Your warmth sets me on fire
 Soak me up like gravy on Christmas night
 Oh, baby, baby (Yeah)

[Outro]
 Oh, baby, baby
 Oh, baby, baby
 Oh, baby, baby
 Oh, baby, baby
 We got somethin’ so hot despite the snow outside

Got Me Started

On the first day of Christmas, my block gave to me:
One Glock gleamin’ in the cold New York breeze.
I’m steppin’ out the shadows where the hustlers don’t freeze,
Tryna stack that cheddar so I can fly back overseas,
My mother in Kingston waitin’, baby mother too,
But the alley’s full of whispers, who’s down and who’s true?
On the second day of Christmas, them streets hit me twice:
Two crooked cops lurkin’, deals at half-price.
They flashin’ badges, plain clothes, I know their device,
Gotta slip ‘em a little sum’n just to keep life nice.
But I’m keepin’ it silent, no snitchin’ on the team,
‘Cause word spread quick like powder in the bloodstream.
On the third day of Christmas, the hustle got me three:
Three girls complainin’ ‘bout the punters they see,
They moan, “These tight-pocket men never let dollars run free.”
I pat them on the shoulder, say, “Mek dem pay that fee.”
I’m a pimp with a purpose, no rest for the meek,
In the city of wolves, only the ruthless speak.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my corner brought me four:
Four ounces of powder pure, straight from the door,
In the lab they cut it clean, then push it out for more.
I watch the profit double, tryna even the score,
Need that ticket to Kingston, them bullets can’t stall,
‘Cause rivals roll heavy when the snow start to fall.
On the fifth day of Christmas, I’m handed five golden Glocks!
They shine under streetlights, tickin’ like clocks.
I stash ‘em in the safe behind old dusty socks,
Mek sure the feds don’t catch me slippin’ on the blocks.
My outfit’s crisp: silk shirt, fur coat to the floor,
Gotta look like a king, even when wagin’ war.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my woes added six:
Six rival crew members plottin’ devilish tricks.
They think I don’t see them tryin’ their flips and their kicks,
But I got ears in the alleys and eyes in the bricks.
Any false move, I put the word on the street,
My bribes keep talkers quiet, send silence on repeat.
On the seventh day of Christmas, traitors gave me seven:
Seven whispers in backrooms, snakes turnin’ eleven,
They snitch for a small slice of that dough I’m sellin’,
I keep my circle tight, no mercy if they’re yellin’.
The world’s ice-cold, no warm holiday cheer,
Just a coat of lead, what I’m destined to wear.
On the eighth day of Christmas, I pay out eight bribes:
To keep the heat from blowin’ up all of our vibes.
The uniform boys nod and then slowly they slide,
Lookin’ the other way as my profits collide.
Still, I’m restless, paranoid as I ride in my ride,
One eye on the plane ticket, other eye on my pride.
On the ninth day of Christmas, them junkies gave me nine:
Nine fiends twitchin’, sniffin’ lines in a line.
They beg for another fix, their souls on decline,
I wonder if escape to Kingston will ever be mine.
I see my baby mother’s eyes, my mother’s kind face,
But first, I must survive in this godless place.
On the tenth day of Christmas, I handle ten deals:
Ten silent handshakes, under tables and heels.
Green notes flow steady like ...

The 12 Days Of Christmas (Rap) Part 1

History's ours.

[Verse 1]
Who are these old white men, their knuckles stiff with fear,
Scowling under grey beards, their voices harsh and unclear?
And who are these women of a certain age, drawing lines in dust,
Vengeful tongues wagging, throwing granite words they trust?

Across a cold green island in a rough, stormy sea,
I stand with skin of midnight, but this land sings back to me.
They say “Red for courage, green for this land,” carved in old oak doors,
“Gold from the sweat and tears of our long-lost ancestors.”

[Pre-Chorus]
If the soil holds my footprints since I toddled on its floor,
Then I am woven in its tapestry, born right at its core.
No matter who scowls at the edges, we’re rooted here as trees,
And all who share this birthplace own these rolling fields and seas.

[Chorus] (Sing-along)
Take me home, let the foggy lanes unfold,
History’s ours to rewrite, refusing to be sold.
This is my country, and I will not turn away,
We are the people, together we’ll have our say.

[Verse 2]
A boy steps out on cobblestones, eyes bright against the gloom,
A girl hums old lullabies that cut through the crowd’s perfume.
They meet beside a market stall, both hungry for something new,
Among the cries of hawkers’ throats, they find their point of view.

He whispers, “They try to own the narrative like a hymn of old,
But we can tune new verses, let fresh harmonies unfold.”
She laughs and tucks a wildflower behind his anxious ear,
They speak of winds of change that blow beyond today’s frontier.

[Pre-Chorus]
The old guard shouts their slogans, yet echoes fade in time,
The drum beats now in younger hands, forging a stronger rhyme.
If you were born beneath these skies, this patch of ancient clay,
Then throw your voice into the chorus, let your truth hold sway.

[Chorus] (Sing-along)
Take me home, let the foggy lanes unfold,
History’s ours to rewrite, refusing to be sold.
This is my country, and I will not turn away,
We are the people, together we’ll have our say.

[Bridge]
Against the tide of populists who sneer with weathered jaws,
The boy and girl lock arms and hearts, transcending petty laws.
Their laughter cracks like thunder, their songs bend rigid steel,
They paint tomorrow’s murals on this land’s old spinning wheel.

[Verse 3]
In fields of ancient barley, they teach their children’s eyes,
To see beyond grey faces, to question old disguise.
The wind hums: red for courage, green for earth so fair and clean,
Gold from every drop of sweat that shaped what’s rarely seen.

As twilight falls, they sing again, beneath a gentle light,
Their voices joined with others who refuse to lose this fight.
For if you are born here, then this land is always yours,
No gate nor fist can pry you from its moss and silent moors.

[Chorus] (Sing-along - Twice)
Take me home, let the foggy lanes unfold,
History’s ours to rewrite, refusing to be sold.
This is my country, and I will not turn away,
We are the people, together we’ll have our say.

[Outro]
The old white men fall silent, the bitter women fade,
Our stories bloom in sunrise, from seeds of truth we’ve laid.
And in the hush of morning dew, this promise echoes clear:
We belong to these shores, and we rise free from fear.

Rooted

[Verse 1]
He was older, tired eyes, tied to a mortgage and a wife
She was that untamed spark, fresh like mango juice in July
A man beaten down by routine and a girl who refused to lie
Aching for something raw, something that made sparks multiply

[Pre-Chorus]
He never looked back when he touched her forbidden flesh
She wore truth like tight jeans, no need to impress
In that rundown motel where the neon buzzed all night
They tasted danger’s kiss, drunk on lust and delight

[Chorus]
This ain’t no ordinary love, no sugar-coated game
It’s two rebels dancing naked in the thunder and the rain
No ordinary love, it’s like heartbeats on the run
A twisted kind of fairytale where pain and pleasure stun

[Verse 2]
She was fire and cinnamon, burning down his old façade
He was salted wounds and whiskey, needing her against all odds
Ducking calls, leaving messages on silent old phones
Both chasing some midnight truth that rattled all their bones

[Pre-Chorus]
Was it just a nasty fling or something pure and deep?
Like street lights flickering secrets they both couldn’t keep
They traded shame for moans and sweat for heartfelt cries
Caught between what’s sinful and what electrifies

[Chorus]
This ain’t no ordinary love, it’s dirt under the nails
They’re running barefoot on broken glass and backstreet trails
No ordinary love, a scandal riding his back
A hunger that cracked his vows, left her soul bruised black

[Bridge]
Neighbours whispering while her lipstick stains his dreams
A middle-aged man finding heaven in forbidden extremes
No more sweet lullabies, no cosy suburban scene
They feasted on each other’s fears, raw and unclean

[Chorus]
This ain’t no ordinary love, it’s hearts on the edge of sin
Two addicts tongue-kissing fate, sinking deeper in
No ordinary love, two strangers shedding their skin
In a wild, off-the-charts lust they just can’t rescind

[Outro]
This was passion ripped from moorings, truth set aflame
A renegade romance that refused to play tame
Two fantasies dancing midnight’s jagged razor line
No ordinary love—just yours, just mine.

Ain’t No Ordinary Love

a river of eels,
But each transaction’s deadly, you never know who squeals.
I’m countin’ the hours, the plane’s callin’ my name,
While fools load their clips and sharpen their aim.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, I hear eleven shots:
Echo through dark alleys, hit men in knots.
The sirens wail softly, no one callin’ the cops,
In this lawless winter, the whole system just rots.
Yet I keep pushin’ forward, through slush and grime,
Because soon I’ll be airborne, escape this crime.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, at last I’ve got twelve:
Twelve hours ‘til my flight, my last story to tell.
A gangster in shadows, from the gutter I fell,
But I’m leavin’ New York, farewell to this hell.
My mother and my baby mother waitin’ back home,
In Kingston’s warm sun, no more streets to roam.
So I wrap these dirty deeds in a ribbon of fear,
A dozen grim gifts for a holiday so unclear.
But I’ll board that plane and leave death behind,
Prayin’ Christmas brings peace to my troubled mind.

The 12 Days Of Christmas (Rap) Part 2

[Intro]
Yeah, you hit me hard, then you slid away soft…
Like a blade wrapped in velvet. I’m standin’ here, a sad old dad,
Kids asleep upstairs, heart droppin’ downstairs.
You leave me with this stale taste, bitter like leftover takeaway chips.

[Verse 1]
You say it’s you, not me, but that’s a tired track,
Spinnin’ in my head like a scratched vinyl rack.
Your tongue spits sugar, then stings like a wasp,
My arms ache empty, your perfume lost in exhaust.
Your kiss colder than January wind on my face,
A sneaky fox slippin’ from my love’s embrace.
Is there someone else slidin’ beneath your sheets,
While I’m here releasin’ ghosts on these damp, creaky streets?

[Refrain]
Birds of a feather? Nah, we ain’t flockin’ no more,
I’m stuck in the rain while you kick down the door.
You said you wanted soft, I’m feelin’ cracked and hard,
Like concrete dreams droppin’ shards in my yard.

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t know why I’m cryin’, the tears taste like gin,
I’ve got no room to breathe, no space left within.
My heart’s in a blender, don’t press ‘puree’,
If you’re done, don’t lie, just walk away.

[Chorus]
I’ll love you ‘til the council tears down these old blocks,
‘Til my bones creak louder than your midnight talks.
‘Til I’m spittin’ dust and the sky’s turnin’ black,
I’ll love you even if you ain’t ever comin’ back.
I’ll love you ‘til the beat stops punchin’ the air,
‘Til I’m flat on my back with no one to care.
I’ll love you through this twisted aftermath,
Even though you left me bleedin’ in your path.

[Verse 2]
Look at these photos, dusty frames on the wall,
Our life was a dance, now you’re watchin’ me fall.
Your new man’s probably got that slick lip,
Gold chains, fast talk, cocaine drip.
I’m standin’ here holdin’ your broken promises tight,
Like rotten fruit I just can’t toss out tonight.
You said you want me gentle, now I’m broken in half,
Listenin’ to late-night sirens mock my lonely laugh.

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t know what I’m screamin’ for,
I’m kneelin’, knockin’ at a bolted door.
You said we’d last, but you cut me like a knife,
A Dad left stranded in his own love’s strife.

[Chorus]
I’ll love you ‘til the council tears down these old blocks,
‘Til my bones creak louder than your midnight talks.
‘Til I’m spittin’ dust and the sky’s turnin’ black,
I’ll love you even if you ain’t ever comin’ back.
I’ll love you ‘til the beat stops punchin’ the air,
‘Til I’m flat on my back with no one to care.
I’ll love you through this twisted aftermath,
Even though you left me bleedin’ in your path.

[Post-Chorus]
Your touch once warm as fresh bread at dawn,
Now just crust and mould, all sweetness gone.
I’m trapped in these ruins, can’t find my way out,
Still lovin’ you inside this pain and doubt.
You hit me hard, then slid away soft…
And I’m here, a sad old dad, lost in your cost.

You Hit Me Hard and Soft

Like a blade wrapped in velvet. I’m standin’ here, a sad old dad,
Kids asleep upstairs, heart droppin’ downstairs.
You leave me with this stale taste, bitter like leftover takeaway chips.

[Verse 1]
You say it’s you, not me, but that’s a tired track,
Spinnin’ in my head like a scratched vinyl rack.
Your tongue spits sugar, then stings like a wasp,
My arms ache empty, your perfume lost in exhaust.
Your kiss colder than January wind on my face,
A sneaky fox slippin’ from my love’s embrace.
Is there someone else slidin’ beneath your sheets,
While I’m here releasin’ ghosts on these damp, creaky streets?

[Refrain]
Birds of a feather? Nah, we ain’t flockin’ no more,
I’m stuck in the rain while you kick down the door.
You said you wanted soft, I’m feelin’ cracked and hard,
Like concrete dreams droppin’ shards in my yard.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Don’t know why I’m cryin’, the tears taste like gin,
I’ve got no room to breathe, no space left within.
My heart’s in a blender, don’t press ‘puree’,
If you’re done, don’t lie, just walk away.

[Chorus 1]
I’ll love you ‘til the council tears down these old blocks,
‘Til my bones creak louder than your midnight talks.
‘Til I’m spittin’ dust and the sky’s turnin’ black,
I’ll love you even if you ain’t ever comin’ back.
I’ll love you ‘til the beat stops punchin’ the air,
‘Til I’m flat on my back with no one to care.
I’ll love you through this twisted aftermath,
Even though you left me bleedin’ in your path.

[Verse 2]
Look at these photos, dusty frames on the wall,
Our life was a dance, now you’re watchin’ me fall.
Your new man’s probably got that slick lip,
Gold chains, fast talk, cocaine drip.
I’m standin’ here holdin’ your broken promises tight,
Like rotten fruit I just can’t toss out tonight.
You said you want me gentle, now I’m broken in half,
Listenin’ to late-night sirens mock my lonely laugh.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Don’t know what I’m screamin’ for,
I’m kneelin’, knockin’ at a bolted door.
You said we’d last, but you cut me like a knife,
A Dad left stranded in his own love’s strife.

[Chorus 2]
I’ll love you ‘til the council tears down these old blocks,
‘Til my bones creak louder than your midnight talks.
‘Til I’m spittin’ dust and the sky’s turnin’ black,
I’ll love you even if you ain’t ever comin’ back.
I’ll love you ‘til the beat stops punchin’ the air,
‘Til I’m flat on my back with no one to care.
I’ll love you through this twisted aftermath,
Even though you left me bleedin’ in your path.

[Post-Chorus]
Your touch once warm as fresh bread at dawn,
Now just crust and mould, all sweetness gone.
I’m trapped in these ruins, can’t find my way out,
Still lovin’ you inside this pain and doubt.
You hit me hard, then slid away soft…
And I’m here, a sad old dad, lost in your cost.

Mad Dad

[Intro]
Tick tock, tick tock, uh
Tick tock, tick tock, uh
Tick tock, tick tock, uh
Tick tock, tick tock

[Verse 1]
It always ends the same, we bled the Earth’s veins dry
Shoppin’ for tomorrow while the truth slips by
We pop champagne beneath a rusted sky (Rusted sky)
Humming lullabies while oceans start to cry
Fumes wrap our throats like gold chains on our necks
We brag with pride, ignore what comes next
And it goes like this

[Chorus]
Tick tock, we’re sippin’ death from a goblet of greed
Tick tock, we’re huffin’ smoke we think we need
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
We flaunt fresh drip while glaciers weep at our feet
Flirt with receipts as the Earth’s heart skips a beat
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh

[Post-Chorus]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh

[Verse 2]
It’s something that we hate, but we count days for fun
Poison in our bloodstream, no place to run (No place to run)
Ten seconds to midnight, and we still don’t see
We’re stacking paper while forests fall to their knees
We hustle in the haze, eyes glued to a screen
Sellin’ futures cheap, like some back-alley scheme
And it goes like this

[Chorus]
Tick tock, we’re sippin’ death from a goblet of greed
Tick tock, we’re huffin’ smoke we think we need
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
We flaunt fresh drip while glaciers weep at our feet
Flirt with receipts as the Earth’s heart skips a beat
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh

[Bridge]
It always ends the same, choking on our own lies
While oil drips black tears and the skyline dies (Skyline dies)
We say we’ll fix it soon, but we still just buy and sell
Like junkies on a corner, singin’ deals in hell
One planet left, and we’re givin’ it the blade
If we ever gave a damn, we wouldn’t be so afraid

[Chorus]
Tick tock, we’re sippin’ death from a goblet of greed
Tick tock, we’re huffin’ smoke we think we need
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
We flaunt fresh drip while glaciers weep at our feet
Flirt with receipts as the Earth’s heart skips a beat
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh

[Post-Chorus]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh

Tick - Tock (Save the Planet)

[Intro: Ebony]
Mmm, Jay, pick up your phone.
Where you at, babe?

[Verse 1: Ebony]
I’m strolling through neon lights, looking for that old spark
The dancefloor’s a jungle, bare flesh in the dark
Still remember that night, your laugh poured like rum
My hands on your hips, my lips tasting your tongue
You said I was trouble, a wolf in a silk dress
But now I’m out here, missing how you’d undress
I’m missin’ your body, your vibe, your ample tits
Missin’ kissing you in the bath, losing our wits
Your laughter like thunder under these city skies
It’s not a secret, babe, I got no disguise
I’m craving that old-school French kiss on my neck
That bra you wore I can’t forget—I wanna reconnect

[Chorus: Ebony]
Try it, taste it, lick it, flip it
Pull me closer, no time to be timid
Twist it, bend it, show me you’re with it
I’m that sweet vice you can’t just quit it
Try it, taste it, lick it, flip it
Don’t front now, I know you still dig it
We’re past polite, we’re raw and wicked
Let’s raise some hell, babe, can you feel it?

[Verse 2: Jay]
Heard you’ve been prowling solo, I can tell by your strut
I know what you’re missing—my hands on your butt
You think I’ve forgotten the nights we’d both get lost?
Girl, your thighs were honey, and I paid the cost
You left me guessin’, now I’m here confessin’
That the taste of your lips still fuels my obsessions
Yeah, I see your eyes wanderin’, hungry and wide
That old mischief crackles, we got nothin’ to hide
Your bra straps were treasure maps, leading me home
Your giggles hit my chest like a bassline’s heavy drone
C’mon, Ebony, I’m done with playin’ it cool
Let’s rewrite old sins, break every dull rule

[Chorus: Ebony & Jay]
Try it, taste it, lick it, flip it
Pull me closer, no games, just hit it
Twist it, bend it, show me your limit
I’m the one you can’t help but revisit
Try it, taste it, lick it, flip it
Don’t pretend we ever did quit it
Hearts on fire, let’s get explicit
We’re matchsticks sparkin’ every minute

[Bridge: Ebony]
I know what I’m missing—your laughter off-key
Your wet whispers, baby, drippin’ all over me
I’m missin’ touching that bum like it’s prime real estate
Missing your taste, your mouth I can’t replicate
Been too long runnin’ wild without your grin
Gave others a shot, but they just ain’t him
Let’s tear down these walls, shake off the dust
Wrap tongues in secrets, feed old lust

[Outro: Ebony & Jay]
Mmm, I know what I’m missing—don’t keep me alone
French kisses and hard beats right down to the bone
We’ll sweat through the night, break all the rules
A twisted reunion, two sin-lovin’ fools
Now back to that bed, where we started the art
Of tasting each other ‘til we owned every part
C’mon babe, don’t hide—let’s sin and be free
Our story ain’t done, it’s you back with me.

Try it Taste It

Ezzy Elliott(ezzy.elliott@gmail.com) UK PSB TV and 
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