Lyrics:

Verse:
Came in the game with no gimmicks.
Y’all sketch out the scene, this the whole image.
We ain’t on the same team, cause I’m prolific.
I’ll out-rap your career in a whole minute.
I ain’t timid, I’m so livid,
I’ll buy a you a ticket, 
So you can visit the sky,
See that there’s no limit.
Fuck all the critics, I’ll bounce back, that’s just physics.
If I’m getting specific, this ain’t a scrimmage,
This the fucking Olympics.
Let’s get down to business.

You could never top me on my worst day,
How dare you talk about my word play.
Cause my word don’t play, it’ll spray that K,
Like ring toss, and it’s carnival day.
Guess what, that’s right, you the Bozo,
Spent your money on some hoes bro,
Kinda funny, you the clown with your bow ties,
But my pockets looking bigger cause I’m penny wise.
And I ain’t wanna fight.

I just wanna prove that I’m right like a wife,
But it’s a waste of time, finding unknowns like the meaning of life,
Or what’s right or wrong, or what’s going on,
It’s all coming back like karma.
Give me some peace like Dalai Lama.
I miss the drama, the play just ended.
Hope it turns out, the way I dreamt it.
And if I said fuck you, promise I’ll come back the same way I meant it.

And if I said I meant it, then take my word for it.
This shit ain’t easy you gotta work for it.
And if I get a bad score on Pitchfork,
Best believe I’m bringing torches.
My throat is scorching.
Flames, I bring the pain, like windows, catch the tempo, any way the wind blows.
Cloudin my vision with your menthols.
Heebie-jeebies, Stayin’ Alive like The Bee Gees.
They say I’m the bees knees.
I’m the fucking genie, one wish, more power.

I’m the beat devourer, bite your shit and then I sleep for hours.
You’s a coward
I’m full throttle, you a baby bottle, POP!
Lock this shit, I got it in the bag.
I ain’t feelin bad, I’m feeling dope,
Like Dre and Snoop up in Interscope.
Y’all like “HOLY SHIT!” might needa call the Pope,
Everybody quittin’, Tarantino, I’m Travolta on that Pulp,
Fiction, cause all these motherfuckers fake.
Only so much of this bullshit I can take.

Y’all got on the plane, everybody trippin’.
Y’all just Lil Tay, a big star that’s forgotten in a minute.
I’m a big star, I’m the motherfucking sun!
Open the door, like what you motherfuckers want!
Momma told me not to flaunt it once I got it,
Cause before I ever had it I was eating that free lunch.
Aw man, goddamn, put my head in a noose,
Killed myself back in 94’, my spirit’s loose.

They might need to call the Ghostbusters.
Turning on the radio, “I’m better than those fuckers”.
And the homies gave me the thumbs up, I’m a road trucker.
A boy with no lover, but it’s fine cause someone like me there’s no other.
Less we talking bout yo mother, woah bro easy does it.
Fuck you, I’m cooking this shit up like Easy Bake Ovens.
My shit is knocking like dominoes, vámonos, the pizzas at the door.
My flow making you gasp, like poisonous gas, it’s a World War.

Can’t wait for world tours.
Oh now you want war.
White flag, the world pause.
This art like Warhol.
I’m on the hall of fame with this rap shit.
Punchlines, I beat beats like catch this,
Tried to box me out like Pacquiao but I’m Cassius.
It should be a damn crime that I can rap like this.
If so this my first, third, not my last offense
Now they waitin on me, I got all these bitches tense.
It’s like...

Outro:
Y’all don’t know shit about venom,
Y’all don’t know shit about venom,
You won’t even last an hour,
Cause y’all don’t know shit about venom.
Y’all don’t know shit about venom,
Y’all don’t know shit about venom,
You won’t even last an hour,
Cause y’all don’t know shit about venom.

NO GIMMICKS - Single

NO GIMMICKS

prod. by LethalNeedle

Lyrics:
[Intro:]
I’m on that old school shit so,
Can I kick it?
Yes you can!
Can I kick it?
Yes you can!
Can I kick it?
Yes you can!
Well I’m gone (gone, gone, gone)
Shout out LethalNeedle
Rest In Peace Mac Miller cause...

[Verse 1:]
I got Nikes on my feet, bout to run up a check
I keep a Rollie on my neck so you can watch what’s next
Just robbed the bank, pulled off in a Lexus,
This shit hot as Texas, both Pete and Alexis.
Now check this,
I repeat, I leave beats bloody, cold murder,
Bet my style is some shit, you never heard of,
I’m that Stone Cold Stunner, Stevie Austin,
Y’all was working a Cold Stone Summer, getting yelled by the Boss Man
I’m my own boss man, for no fucking cost man,
I’m moving with caution, cause snakes in the garden.
Wait I think my mind’s gone
My bars charged up like an iPhone
Been waiting too long to blow up, (tick tick)
Time bomb!
Or maybe a Samsung, y’all make the same songs
And act like you Trey Songz, y’all all singing along.
To the same shit, like the same script but a different play.
Gotta deal with the same shit just a different day.

[Chorus 1:]
To keep it a hundred, I’m feeling blue, that’s why I keep flowing,
People told me that money moves, where the hell is it going?
All I know, is all l need is you, wait shit it ain’t Christmas,
Check it off like Nike, cause you on my wish list
To keep it a hundred, I’m feeling blue, that’s why I keep flowing,
People told me that money moves, where the hell is it going?
All I know, is all l need is you, this song ain’t a carol,
And I don’t need nobody else, just you, dinero

[Verse 2:]
I spit verses, diverse as the universe, it ain’t hard to tell
Y’all would think I’m a wizard the way I conjure what I spell
And my mantras close to Allah, so I’ll never go to hell,
I’m feeding doggy bones to Cerberus from those who’ve already fell.
I pledge allegiance, never been egregious, never being greedy, I’m a humble boy
Y’all never feel it, prolly paraplegic, you either build or destroy,
Playing 1 on 1s, still Alley-oop, needa recoup, my troops deploy,
Can’t never stop me, fuck a writers block, you gon need a wall like Pink Floyd.
Hit a jackpot, need a poker face, I can tell your bluffing,
Labels saying that the price is right, but they never loved you, I was on the money
You think that yo shit rocks, yo shit Rockabye baby,
I am Medusa, my tracks made out of stone, hop off my throne, don’t make me go send your ass home.
Society why you lie to me, need a polygraph every time we speak.
We was making peace, but you keep a piece,
Beside of you, trying to kill my mood.
I told you that money moves, where the hell have you been at?
Silently on another move, to the next victim with a new track.

[Bridge:]
Money killed ya’
Seem familiar,
Don’t let it get you

[Chorus 2:]
To keep it a hundred, I’m feeling blue, that’s why I keep flowing,
People told me that money moves, where the hell is it going?
All I know, is all l need is you, wait shit it ain’t Christmas,
Check it off like Nike, cause you on my wish list
To keep it a hundred, I’m feeling blue, that’s why I keep flowing,
People told me that money moves, where the hell is it going?
All I know, is all l need is you, this song ain’t a carol,
Needed love, not you, fuck you, dinero

NIKE$

NIKE$ (prod. by LethalNeedle)

Lyrics:

[Chorus]
And I can hear the ghosts with every step that they can’t take
Lips closed but the words spoke in my head

[Verse 1]
I wonder how it feels when the last sound you hear was a siren,
And that’s before paramedics arrivin’
And I’ve been tryna find a fucking reason to survive,
In a life of crying, police crimes, before I’m 25
This generations expiration is up in a couple days,
But I’ll be damned if my fucking grave will read today
So Mr. Floyd hope you watch over your daughter,
They gon’ feel the karma for these manslaughters
Taken a fam’s father
Breonna or Ahmaud
4-0-1 years and blacks still need to runaway?
“But we abolished the slaves”, they say, “Racism’s dead”,
Yet they run like a race in em, cause they can’t erase the race in em
Why the hell they ain’t facin’ a trial for a face in a tree,
Or a knee on a man as he squeals “I can’t breathe”
They kill us on our knees, but throw a fit for air full of fists
And to these capitalists it’s time to meet the kneecap of Kaepernick

[Chorus]
And I can hear the ghosts with every step that they can’t take
Lips closed but the words spoke in my head

[Verse 2]
Shot cold in the summer, cause the police holdin heat,
From Autumn trees, the leaves’ll fall on the street, as we sing blood on the leaves
How many Nina Simones, till they leave our niñas alone?
So many moments of silence, you’d think the world couldn’t speak
Can’t expect peace and quiet, when they got pieces to keep us quiet
Even with this coronavirus inciting tyrant, we gon’ always riot
There’s a long road ahead, 
Every activist knows this ain’t the half of it
And I say these cops ain’t bastards, cause a bastard happens by accident
They enlist in a force, they listen and learn a force, that enforces a system
A weapon of choice that was built to destroy, knowing the law will forgive them
Ignorance is bliss, words of a devils kiss, so they praise how they livin.
Now did I describe a criminal or was it just the justice system?
From the land where the sun shined
They learned of the demon of time
Do you die or comply?
It doesn’t take long for a raisin to dry.
We look at the story of earth, we learn the dark were the ultralight beam.
And in the nightmares of a King, even Martin could still have a dream

ghosts

prod. by iLLNE$$

Lyrics:

[Hook]
Art is my flesh and blood, my soul, let me give you the visual
Cause I’m in my element, and I’ll school you kids like the principal
My value seemed much darker in the days where everyone would throw shade
Now my future is brighter, put my lines to the page and watch it all take shape (Yeah)
Art is my flesh and blood, my soul, let me give you the visual
Cause I’m in my element, and I’ll school you kids like the principal
My value seemed much darker in the days where everyone would throw shade
Now my future is brighter, put my lines to the page and watch it all take shape

[Verse]
My words are the blues mixed with the hues of the trees
The value of light and dark, the unity of Huey P
Droppin’ seeds on your mind like Newton and gravity
Writing entendres so intense, they bright as the sunshine from the balcony
They envy this, cause I spit it with so much emphasis
You feel the soul come out like an exorcist
Flow so smooth, there’s a texture to it
Rhythm of the art got you feeling the movement
Killing the beat, it turned to a habit
Can’t repeat my design, my rhyme patterns are way too immaculate to match it
Don’t spark the flame, my name is one you shouldn’t mention Won’t give these squares my best form, and I’ll still beat ‘em in three dimensions
Life is a balance, gotta keep the stability
Reflect on yourself, who’s really on your side
Look inside the mirror of life
And you’ll find where all of the symmetry lies
The one who did it different, stood out now they all got interest
It’s a contrast, a variety of styles, from B.I.G. to the OutKast
I’ll outlast, any opponent, you think you big you best check your proportion
Got a space at the top so keep your distance But if you really want it, I can end your career in a single line that's a death sentence

[Hook]
Art is my flesh and blood, my soul, let me give you the visual
Cause I’m in my element, and I’ll school you kids like the principal
My value seemed much darker in the days where everyone would throw shade
Now my future is brighter, put my lines to the page and watch it all take shape (Yeah)
Art is my flesh and blood, my soul, let me give you the visual
Cause I’m in my element, and I’ll school you kids like the principal
My value seemed much darker in the days where everyone would throw shade
Now my future is brighter, put my lines to the page and watch it all take shape

SHAPES!

SHAPES! (Bonus Track)

I have big plans but for now take these bars

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