Heart Of A Gangstar, Mind Of A Hustler, Tongue Of A Pimp

Stupid

Ill Mannered Playas

Bay Nigga (feat. Cougnut, C Fresh, Rob V., Louie Lou & Hitman Stinge)

Jealousy (feat. Cougnut, C Fresh, Rob V., Louie Lou & Hitman Stinge)

Don't Get It Twisted (feat. Cougnut, C Fresh, Rob V., Louie Lou & Hitman Stinge)

Public Execution (feat. Cougnut, C Fresh, Rob V., Louie Lou & Hitman Stinge)

The Echoes Still Ring Blood in the dust, names torn from the stone, Cities burned, yet silence is shown. They teach the victors, erase the loss, But history ain't gone—the lines still cross.

The Chains That Broke But Left Scars They marched through fire, they built through pain, Raised monuments—but none spoke their name. From slaves to soldiers, kings to thieves, Every empire—built on grieved.

They stole the lands, erased the tongues, Broke the spirit, left it unsung. But truth don’t sleep, it waits, it stays, It whispers loud—beyond their ways.

We Must Not Forget Through the ashes, through the dust, Through the echoes—we still must trust. Rise beyond, break the weight, History speaks—we shape fate.

The Wars That Stole Futures Tanks rolled in, smoke kissed skies, Children ran—no home in sight. Flags waved high, orders claimed, Yet tell me—who took the blame?

Walls were drawn, borders made, Cultures severed—lifetimes unpaid. They built kingdoms, but at what cost? Millions lost—their voices tossed.

The Lies They Sell They call it progress, they call it peace, Yet history screams—it never ceased. They mark the books, they carve their own, Yet truth lives on—no force can clone.

For every broken dream, every stolen life, The echoes rise—cutting through strife. It is not hatred, it is not war, It is remembering—what came before.

The Stand We Must Take We don’t bow, we don’t fold, We tell the truth—let it be told. No more silence, no more blind, We lift the voices—we break confined.

They shaped the past, but we shape now, We hold the future—we take the vow. No chains remain, no war defines, We climb beyond—past the lines.

The Call to Rise Through the ashes, through the dust, Through the echoes—we still must trust. Rise beyond, break the weight, History speaks—we shape fate.

No More Erased Names No loss forgotten, no soul unfound, The past stands tall—it won’t back down. We walk forward, not in chains, But in truth—reclaimed names.

The Past We Must Overcome

[Verse 1]

Needles dance, crackle's a ceremony,

Dust in the grooves, spinnin' alimony.

Looped kicks punchin', a broken metronome,

Snare snaps, the soundtrack to a city grown.

Crumpled streets whisper, their secrets moan,

I'm the ghostwriter for these bricks of stone.



[Chorus]

Boom-bap stomps, vinyl pops,

Heartbeat syncs when the needle drops.

Boom-bap stomps, vinyl pops,

Keep it raw till the rhythm stops.



[Verse 2]

Car horns wail, a choir out of tune,

Concrete jungle hums under the pale moon.

Rhyme book tattered, pages hold fumes,

Of late-night scribbles, sharp as harpoons.

I'm the DJ, scratchin' fate in my room,

Spinnin' time back, feel the bass consume.



[Bridge]

Creakin' hinges, doors to the past,

Echos of the future, shadows cast.

Spit bars heavy, my throat a flask,

Pourin' out rhymes, no questions asked.



[Chorus]

Boom-bap stomps, vinyl pops,

Heartbeat syncs when the needle drops.

Boom-bap stomps, vinyl pops,

Keep it raw till the rhythm stops.



[Outro]

Vinyl spins eternal, wax don’t die,

Grooves cut deep, truth amplified.

Boom-bap stomps, no need to try,

Raw soul in the beat, let the spirits fly.

Don't Get It Twisted (feat. Cougnut, C Fresh, Rob V., Louie Lou & Hitman Stinge)

I.M.P.

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