Bringing back a classic.

Album art by Rich Pellegrino
www.richpellegrino.com

Lyrics

I said I be goin' Wonka,
I could take the whole factory,
Actually, then I guess I'm Charlie Bucket
Fuck it,
Make it chocolate rain on them bitches when I bump and
They ain't gotta back it up to dump it
Righhtttt
Dip it low, then bring it up slow yeah
Millian got um on the floor
And if you do not get, then I will never slow and
I will not explain, that's why you got a Grandpa Joe so
Come with me if you really want to see a little world of pure imagination
Yeah, go ahead and taste it
I get chocolate wasted in a world with no exaggeration, I'm basin'
Out with that 808 kick
Make you feel it in ya hips
Let me see a little dip 
Then stop it at the tip
And shake a little bit
I could play you like a station, face it

I'mma run it till I get back to the crib with a little golden ticket in my fist
I'mma run it till I get back to the crib with a little golden ticket in my
x2

Hold up,
I'm back motherfuckers, relax 
Have a snack and a coffee, two Equal
An... I could take a pause, I don't even need to breath see
Adding Raw Sugar to my prequal
Rigghhttt
Charlie Bucket, I don't ever stir ruckus and
When it comes to soda I'm above it,
I'mma take the boat, bitch you can take the oven
And I got a Grandpa Joe makin' sure I ain't redundant
Right, you can
Come with me please not T.V. keepin' Mike's if its consolation
Of course,
I don't need a teleporter, I just need a Porsche in my world without any destination
I'm sayin'
Words that provoke a little though, yeah
Leave um' fellin' lost if the meanings never caught
And it never had a cost, like
No, it can't be bought
I'mma leave um askin' "What?"
With my pure imagination, and this
Isn't for the kids who don't ever like to think
All the stupid mutherfuckers in the basement
They just like it for the beat, cause it's Willy Wonka sweet
Get a job and a fuckin' education.

I'mma run it till I get back to the crib with a little golden ticket in my fist
I'mma run it till I get back to the crib with a little golden ticket in my
x2


Pure Imagination (Produced by [B] Rogers)

Thanks for waiting so patiently and thank you everyone for the support.

I smoke weed like a junior high kid who hates the teachah
Never does his homework and listens to Wiz Kalifah
I'm lookin' for the spoon full of sugar for my medicine 
To lighten up my life like it's fuckin' Thomas Edison
I think out side the bun like a sesame seed
Teachin' the kids on my block like it's Sesame Street
Mess with the beat till I'm restin' in peace
Reppin' the East, leave a mark never pressin' the crease
Checkin' my teeth, 
Before I speak, gotta keep my rhymes neat
Never said that I'm sweet, I'm even humble when I sleep
Face it
Sky's the limit, well grounded be the destination
Mom and Pop's always told me I should check the patients, first
So I'm startin' up a hospital
If all these rappers sick I got syringes by the pocket full
Stick um' like a pop-cycle, swag is on notice
Hip hop is back with a cure for the hopeless

x2
Yeah, you can hear it in the keys
A tune for soul you can feel it when you breath
Music is my life, I hope that you agree 
When I speak a little bit about the things that I believe

I ain't tryin' to be the hardest artist
Or the smartest artist
Or the guy who's always tryin' to get the party started
Loading ammo, acting like I'm markin' targets
I'm just tryin' to keep it real on some heart to heart shit
An if you like it you can holler back
Grown man rap, go ahead, pop your collar flat
Not for dollars, never been for all of that
I'mma be me like go ahead and Roger that
I find life in a rhyme,
Put pen to the pad and it works every time then
You get a piece of my mind, when you listen
When you listen, that's peace to my rhymes
See the synergy, gotta see the synergy
You can chew on that, chew on that like it's Wintergreen
Chew on that, chew on that like ya dinners free
Son, life is better never seen differently

x2
Yeah, you can hear it in the keys
A tune for soul you can feel it when you breath
Music is my life, I hope that you agree 
When I speak a little bit about the things that I believe



My Life (Produced by [B] Rogers)

I have a feeling you guys will like this one. Just in time for Christmas. I was tired of hearing people just re-singing classic Christmas songs. The originals are always the best, but those get old too. So I figured lets bring the originals up to date.. This is Nat King Cole's "Chestnuts Roasting" reworked. More to come.

Loaded | Prod. By [B] Rogers (Nat King Cole Tribute)

Thanks for listening!

Lyrics...

I’m like a salmon in the mainstream
The, the mainstream 
The, the mainstream 
The, the …
I’m like a salmon in the mainstream
The, the mainstream 
Uh, uh,
Uh, oh fuck the mainstream

Yo I’m back and
You won’t ever find me slackin’
That’s a fact and I’m back wit traction
Grip fast to attack who’s actin’
If they trash then I’ll send them send um’ packin’
Stackin’ my tracks with traps an
I’mma catch all the whack in action
With no mask when I kick that ass end
Ask Poseidon I get it Kraken
That’s accurate, borderline immaculate
Hoarders hoard my tracks and yet
No trash around my raps and if there is
I ain’t havin’ it
If I start relaxin’ shit'd hit a fan faster than a fat kid back on Atkins quick
Yeah, I’m just a hip, hip hop machine 
Climbing to the tip, tip top nobody stoppin’ me
I hope you heard it, I ain’t sayin’ that I’m perfect
But I’m puttin’ I’m these hours so I’m bound to make um’ worth it
Rhyming with a purpose, no purchase necessary
Money’s secondary when you meet the cemetery
I’mma burry all the greed, when I make this shit for free
You can keep your Lamborghini and your shallow secretary cause

Chorus

Yo I’m… back inside of my lab, 
keeping the soul, droppin' the swag
Takin’ the money, grabbin’ a bag
Sellin’ it back to all of the wack
Rappers on the TV making kiddies think it’s easy
To get famous if you’re brainless you can make it, like me… see
I’m faded rollin' a cone, nahh get that garbage out of my home
If you can’t stand up on your own, come back and talk to me when you're grown
Cause a baby who blames his problem on the bottle be full of shit
Old enough to buy a handle, young enough to lose your grip so
If you’re trendy have a molly, they got plenty
And they’re way to cool for school, better skip and go to Wendy’s
Cause that education be whack
They gon be famous and all a that crap
Tellin’ the kids they’re better then crack, 
That’s how they be keepin’ um all comin’ back…. Right.
Ain’t it tricky, if they keep their chorus sticky
You gon bees in their trap like beez in a trap
But I don’t wanna be like that, I wanna set the people free
Go ahead, ask me why, I’ll always say the same thing.

Chorus


Salmon (Produced By [B] Rogers)

This track means a lot to me, hope you guys enjoy it.

Sample Credit:
Miles Davis - My Funny Valentine
DJ Kool - Let me Clear my Throat


Lyrics

Yeah, Hey Arnold and a bag of chips
I'm a 90's kid, vibin' like it's '96
Makin' magic silly rabbit, got no time for tricks
I'm in the underground where music is alive in its
True form an, that's how I'mma keep it
I'm fine with bein' slept on, keep my shit a secret
It's is makin' money but it's hard to make a change, with no money
Ain't it funny yo I do it everyday
This is music not a game
You abuse it, that's a shame
If you use it for the fame,
Then the truth is you a lame cause
There be artists starving in apartments
Dying for the art while radio is full of garbage so
Go an walk ya dog to this
Find a little magic in the obvious
This is life, you can live in opulence
Son, all you need to make it is that confidence like

What a beautiful day, beautiful day
What a beautiful day
Come and join me on this beautiful day, beautiful day
This beautiful day

Yo, you can take it from me
Life is not as easy as they makin' it seem
Lacin' up the kicks, keep on chasin' the dream
If you're tired of the radio replace it with me cause
I'm just a kid up on a mission
To give you something you could listen to while you're fishin' like
Keep the real in, keep real in
Then you cast out, fake only cast doubt homie
Study this like a chemistry test
If there's so much more to life then why we settle for less
I'mma take a little break, put my pencil to rest
And take a look around and see how we especially blessed cause
Life is beautiful son,
I hope you know it, and notice
No one else can undermine ya moment
It's all connected in unusual ways
It ain't that hard to tell man it's a beautiful day

Beautiful Day (Produced by [B] Rogers)

I ride a train called a train of though,
It rolls forever on a point of view
I take it all the time it never stops
Could start in me and it could end in you.

Sample Credit: Les Baxter - The City
Album art: Scott Mash

Train Of Thought (Produced by [B] Rogers)

Lyrics:

Yo let me break it down, yeah sonny I'm a tour de force
Keep it noted, you can pin it on your board of cork
Storm the port, I'm the tea party type
Givin' life to the people that ain't feelin' alright
Like, sick of radio? Come and see the pharmacist,
Feelin' like I'm Moses how I gotta do my part in this
Thing called life, thing called life
Someone hit up Goldie Locks, think i got it just right like
Ummm, never too much 
Never too little, gotta give um just enough
of
What they want, give um what they want
Hope my music got you sparkin' up the blunt cause
It's been a long time coming 
Gotta hit the ground runnin'
Other rappers think they sweet but, 
They ain't sayin' nothin' 
Son I'm in the lab, dustin' off the wack 
People frontin' on the track like they stuntin' 
But they lack a certain something like 

Finesse, it's all about finesse
Everyone's a rapper and they think that they the best
But they lack finesse, its all about finesse
If you don't take ya time then you never will progress like

I take my time on any given line 
Makin' sure I get it right before I let it shine
Sound familiar? Well I said it again
And if you got a problem with it take it up with ya friends
Like either way, homie it's all gravy, I
Grind daily, wherever the world takes me, and
You can come too, don't be afraid great thing we can do
With the world, all you need is belief in the truth 
Like you gotta plant a seed to grow a tree from the roots 
So I, dig deep, spit a sixteen 
With a little bit of luck I'll grow a stalk from the bean
Yo I'm underground peepin' at the upper echelon
Throwin' food for ya thought like a local restaurant
Yo the specials on daily and it always the same
A plate of love with a side of fuck the money it's lame this is

Finesse, it's all about finesse
Everyone's a rapper and they think that they the best
But they lack finesse, its all about finesse
If you never take ya time then you never will progress like
(x2)



Finesse (Produced By [B] Rogers)

Tribute to the late Jay Dee. feat. ChanThePharoah. Thanks for listening!

ChanThePharoah 
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Keep On Feat. ChanThePharoah (Jay Dee Tribute)

Sample Credit: Paul Desmond & Dave Brubeck - Alice in Wonderland

Lyrics:
Yeah, it's the simple things in life that make its all worth it
There's way more underneath the surface
We all fall down, that's gravity, ain't nobody perfect
Everything's gotta serves it's own purpose

Yo I see a sunny day, just the way that I like, I might
Peddle round the neighborhood, vibin' on life 
Hear the ice cream man? I might stop for a bite
But then it's kickstand up and I'm right back on the bike
No hands, ridin' on a sidewalk
Scoopin' with a little wooden spoon
Saturday 20 June, of 2015
The future's so much further then it's seems
Still I understand it's coming pretty soon
Savorin' every scoop on this beautiful afternoon 
Hear the birds singin' all of there usual little tunes
Need a visual? Several settled on different roofs
Singing songs in what sounded like various types of moods
But I guess, that be for the birds
I'm just plenty happy here sittin' on the curb
Finishing my ice cream and for what's worth, 
I'mma keep on doin' this until I'm in the dirt

Cause it's the simple things in life that make its all worth it
There's way more underneath the surface
We all fall down, that's gravity, ain't nobody perfect
Everythings gotta serves it's own purpose
x2
Hold up...
Find me flipping through the tube with nothing much left to prove
See the slippers on my feet replacing both of my shoes
I finally found my groove, Kuzco up in the room
Sonnie I keep it smooth, I'm doin' jus' what I do like
Money money, it doesn't represent me
Shit I drive a Jetta, never ridden in a Bentley, I'm
Dead broke, ride the take until it's empty
But I love life my life and I got it by the plenty
Now matter where I'm at, I'm happy and that's a fact
Show love and you'll get back, life's goodie with all of that shh,
It ain't a secret, love is what I be seakin'
I'm shaken off all the demons and wakin' the people sleepin'
Pullin' um out the deep end
One by one if it's needed
Son I'm undefeated in life
No matter what the weather I can still see light 
Do you understand that peace be my reason to fight

Yeah, it's the simple things in life that make its all worth it
There's way more underneath the surface
We all fall down, that's gravity, ain't nobody perfect
Everything's gotta serves it's own purpose
Everything gotta serves it's own purpose
x2

Simple (Produced By [B] Rogers)

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Thank you Vanessa Carlton. Throwback City.

A Thousand Miles (Produced by [B] Rogers)

A slice of Hip Hop the way it used to be. 
Thanks for all the support!

Scottie P.
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Sample credit:
Peter Nero: I Wish You Love 

Lyrics coming soon!

New Jurassic Feat. Scottie P. (Produced By [B] Rogers)

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Ella Fitzgerald with the premo sample. My two up at the two down. Peace out VA, I already miss you. Good looks at Lowz for hookin' it up in the studio.


East Coast (Produced by [B] Rogers)

Thanks to everybody out there! 

Lyrics :
Yo I never went to college
Now I'm setting tables with crackers and four olives
Keep my mind set like my silverware, polished
Honest, I don't love it but I like to do the things that keep me modest.. so
Push the wine rack back to the dish-pit
Hand another pink lemonade to the rich kid
Dappin' up the homies at the wait station,
It takes patients to make statements
So for now I keep waitin' like
Order, order up
I tell the truth 'cause I can't afford to bluff
New view's what I'm on the boarder of
Better get a clue before the door is shut, sure enough
I'm just like you, everyday
Sore legs when I'm puttin' on my shoes, everyday
Some win, some loose, some can't afford the shoes umm,
I guess we all still got a price to pay like

I never went to college
Now I'm setting tables with crackers and four olives 
x4

They said 45 fan folds find me when you're done
Then it's order order up sonnie, help me with a run
That's stake to table 12, ice cream to 41
OJ to 17 please don't forget the rum like
Get it, got it, good
I'd do this any day, don't get it misunderstood
I'm blessed that I have a job, and some food in the fridge
No debt, and a place I can live to call the crib 'cause
It's obvious, college I never went
Now honestly I get caught up in fu*kin' just paying rent
But there's plenty more to life than dollars and making cents 
I see the proof in every penny that I've spent
So I'mma stack them dishes,
Grab food from the kitchen
Buss tables like I'm steady on a mission
Gotta stay positive and better my position 
Then I'll pass it off to anybody out there who will listen cause

I never went to college,
Now I'm setting tables with crackers and four olives
x4

College (Produced by [B] Rogers)

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Went to VA for a few days, came back with Illy on the track

Xylophone Tones (feat. Illy Doe) Produced by [B] Rogers

Production by
www.soundcloud.com/3tos


Lyrics VVV

 Yeah ain't it obvious, I do this for the audience
Mainstream raps get a file, new document and
No sugar coat, you can keep the condiment
Straight Hip Hop up in its prime like Optimus
See me if you in the need of an accomplice
To navigate the waters when you do not have a com•pa•ss
Face it like a monument, be honest
It is not about the show, it is about the people watching it like 
Hey folks, how you doin' tonight
Hope you doin' it, an doin' it, and doin' alright
Yes yes ya'll, eyes in the view of the light
Yo if life's got ya down, you ain't viewin' it right
Yeah stay +, keep on rockin' it
We can do it all if we maintain confidence
Face it like a monument, I'm honest kid 
The world will give challenges the longer you revolve on it but


Life moves on so we better move with it
Understand there's consequence to ev•er•y decision
Trail + Error is wisdom
Listen, you'll never find the IS without addition
See but I ain't buggin' cause


I keep that + vibe
No need for talkin' that jive
I'm on the top in my mind
Ain't no stoppin' the climb
You're the reason I grind
I'm changin' lives all the time
Without the drop of a dime
You can join me if you like
Like together we light brite bright type 
Maybe take flight like Mike might
We could live in Shan•ga•ri•La
It's a long shot but Sonnie I don't mind, I like to aim from a far
Equip thermal, I could could aim from a fog
Makin' moves in my pursuit of happiness and never wait for tomorrow
From the music, to my art, to every walk in the park
Lend a hand along the way, and pray I'm doing my part
Cause love be the motive, hope is what I'm provokin'
Leavin' it on the table, no secret out in the open
And remember, never let your heart Harden like James
And try keep an open mind cause we one and the same like

Life moves on, so we better move with it
Understand there's consequence to ev•er•y decision
Trail + Error is wisdom
Listen, you'll never find the IS without addition

+ (Produced By 3tos)

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My homie told me he wanted to hear a track that tells a story, so welcome to my new home Glendale, Arizona. Download available.


Glendale, Arizona (Produced by DJ Jazzy Jeff)

Lyrics VVV

Yeah let me break it down so I can build it back up
Hope you feelin what I'm feelin', cause what I'm feelin' is love
So fresh // fresh with that primetime cut
No need to act tough that ain't the plan for this stuff, I
Take my time settle in for the vibe
Not a skater still incredible grind
With potential to shine, State Farm on my mind
Cause Chris Paul be lookin' at me like "Brendan, where you get all them dimes?"
Do I need spell it out? I could embellish line
Got a minute, or should I schedule some time?
Eyes closed, diggin' deep for everything that I find
Ears open my friend,
Damn Daniel how I'm at it again
Never static, hard press to find me actin' intense
Build bridges not establish a fence
I'm like flowers after tragic events
Bringin' hope to the planet
The idea that together we can manage
Cause in know it seems like

The world cold and ain't no one a hero,
Even Ernie wants to rob Burt like De Niro but,
I know we're plenty better than that
That's why boom bap's back bringin' truth to the map
Cause the whole world cold and ain't no one a hero
Even Ernie wants to rob Burt like De Niro
But I know were plenty better than that
That's why boom bap's back bringin' truth to the map

Cut it,
Yeah, it's like I'm Earthworm Jim
Been run 'n' gunnin' and major-labels since my first words in
Seek that underdog story for the absurd win
Son I'm confident I ain't rock that unsure grin
I'm an old soul fueled by espresso and cream
Rather bounce then hand shake a fake arm in a sleeve
Positivity's the reason I'm smarter with keys
Bitters welcome like ain't no need for sharpening teeth
Yeah pardon me if I'm not targeting thee
I'm much too busy making competition part of my team
Like an enemy(anemone)ain't cownish to a clown fish
Wise men befriend their surroundings,
See my willingness astounding
I said, damn Daniel how I'm at it again
The type of rap you recommend to a friend of friend
I don't even pretend to pretend
If it's in the name of love then I'mma always defend the intent


Cause when the world seems cold and ain't no one a hero,
Even Ernie wants to rob Burt like De Niro but,
I know we're plenty better than that
That's why boom bap's back bringin' truth to the map
Cause the whole world cold and ain't no one a hero
Even Ernie wants to rob Burt like De Niro
But I know were plenty better than that
That's why boom bap's back bringin' truth to the map

Boom Bap (Produced By [B] Rogers)

Lyrics VVV

As always it's free so download while you can. Enjoy and thank you for the support.


Yeahh hi ho, here I go
Like beer I flow 
I steer my boat
Yes sir on the track I float
Cut slack like rope 
Drop bars like soap
In the car I toke 
Cigars an dope
Stay fly like a birdie, under par one stroke
Yeah, you wont get it till tomorrow
Stuck on point like a dart throw
Posted, see me on the wall like an art show
Talkin' bout lights, but where did all the stars go 
Check it uhh, yeah put your iPhone down
Gather round gather round cause I’m home now
Turn the iHome down, you're in my zone now
And I gotta keep it comfy up in my home town

But yo
Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall, 
who’s gonna really be the first to fall... uh
No, no no not me, 
I write my own lyrics and I make my own beats
Yeah I tell ya that’s peace
I don’t ever go to work, I just go and take a seat
Then write another hook in my mac book
Then write another hook in my mac book

Repeat, tap both feet
Spark that shit, lean back in seat
An ah 
I never work like an antenna
Said ah 757 I gotta be represent er’
From any other state, make friends not competitors
When I’m in the motha fuckin House like the senators
Gotta do work like a settler
Catch me on fly like a regular 
I said, catch me on fly like malaria
Catch me on fly like an air craft carrier
Or better yet, catch me on fly and et cetera, et cetera 
Stuck on the cream like Bavaria
No barrier, I can keep an open mind every time I rhyme
You can find me underground like a terrier
I said, find me underground like they bury ya
Flow exported I was born in America
New to the area, see me on arrival
East coast kid going West like I'm Fievel 
Roll another up, wave um buy like a tidal
then off to work, I said by like a cycle

*hook*

But I could do work, now let me interrupt 
See me round the green like a diamond in the rough
See me on a roll like the wheels on the bus
And don’t worry bout my name, you gon know it soon enough...
[B] Rogers, yeah really no bluff
They be little, young, kid I am growing up
And I’m never slowing up, but I’m never in a rush
So I’m always taken time when they tell me hurry up like
Chill son, five more minutes
I gotta find the right place to rest my sentence 
And I don’t even think I'm gon finish
Up until I get cheese effortless like a dentist
Mirror mirror, tell me how it is
I don’t go to work, I talk to the kids
So Hi Ho 
Here I go
Like DJ Kool I clear my throat 
Mirror mirror, tell me how it is
You don’t ever work, when you love this shit
So repeat tap both feet 
Spark that shit, lean back in seat

Hi Ho (Produced by [B] Rogers)

One to Outkast
Feeling good, feeling great how are you

I hope this feeling lasts forever in my memory
Wishin' I could bottle it, make that shit a centerpiece
And put it on the island in my kitchen so potentially
Every time I see it I'll be gifted with some energy
Will it to the people so they got it when I'm gone
I ain't got a bottle but, yo I got a song
So I'mma do my best, hope you pass it along
Remember just a little's incredibly strong like
Smellin' Christmas in the air, feeiln' summer in the breeze 
At the same dame time like, ain't that sweet
Earn a whole months rent in a week
Better yet, findin' all of Blue's Clues you ain't even need Steve
It's like all your favorite songs on repeat
Bumbin' all night long like who need sleep
Or ballin' in the neighborhood with slippers on feet
Still crossover, step back, lacin' the three

I'm feeling good, feelin' great, how are you
Feeling good, feelin' great, how are you
Feeling good, feelin' great, how are you you you
Feeling good, feelin' great, how are you
x2
 
Ain't no way, I'm lettin' any negativity gettin' to me today
I'm feeling great like any type of cheese gettin' shredded 
Yeah I said great like Tony the Tiger would get the message
Rhymes surreal you can, hold the bowl of milk
Fairly smooth you can, hold the roll of silk
This is an attempt at putting feeling to a moment
The moments up to you I hope you own it
For example, sippin' whisky on a weekend, you guessed it, feeling great
Sun up in my face someone feed me a grape
Not just a writer with a pencil, I could illustrate
No mistake, check the picture while I'm flipping the page
Imagine, both feet in the lake 
With no need to give a fuck about no people who be makin' mistakes
Kid wavin' at the boat passin' makin' a wake
Tide rising all the way to the bank

Yo I swear
That's feeling good, feelin' great, how are you
Feeling good, feelin' great, how are you
Feeling good, feelin' great, how are you you you
Feeling good, feelin' great, how are you x2

Feeling Good (Produced by [B] Rogers)

Much love everyone! Thanks to everyone all across the globe for stopping by and showing support!

Lyrics:

(Yo don't ever let nobody get you down man, tell yourself)

I don't need the bullshit, that's fine
I'm sick of all the same ol' same ol' lines
So I'll be in thin distance, 
Busy reminiscin' like la la la, la laa
x2

Yo, silly Billy get ya head on straight
Get ya mind up out the gutter and ya eggs on a plate
Ain't no time for countin' chickens, we busy makin' a difference
It's action that makes it happen the rest can just stick to wishin' uh
Share my vision through these rhymes and beats, and in time
I learned to grind like ya grind ya teeth, and I find
We find time but no time for sleep, 
Let alone to find time to unwind in peace
So hears a minute or two, dedicated to you
Pick your head up take a look at the view
Live ya life like, you ain't got nothin' to prove
Nothing to lose, see unusual as beautiful too
Like, it ain't calculus sonnie it's hard work
Puttin' weight up on ya shoulders till both of ya arms hurt
Think if Xanax pretty pricey then what are my bars worth
See my people working harder then me but the starve worse so

I don't need the bullshit, that's fine
I'm sick of all the same ol' same ol' lines
So I'll be in thin distance, 
Busy reminiscin' like la la la, la laa
x2

I'm a Renaissance man this that New Nouveau
Find me back up in the lab with a few used notes
Like the only truth that matters is the truth you know
So pay no mind to them YouTube votes
No opposition for the competition
If you knockin' the mission, you blockin' the pistion and cloggin' the businesses 
Stop it and listen
I'm chock-full of wisdom, I got what you missin'
Thought for decision, with a little bit of knock for your system like
How you gonna front on that
Show love and if you're lucky you might get some back
If you selfish you'll be luck if you get some ass
Act foolish and you'll get run back it's that simple man
Yo it's life, call it and roll the dice
Better go place a better or you'll never know whats it's like
On that pass line, don't pass, don't think twice
You gone win some, lose some every single night so

I don't need the bullshit, that's fine
I'm sick of all the same ol' same ol' lines
So I'll be in thin distance, 
Busy reminiscin' like la la la, la laa
x2

Reminisce (Produced by [B] Rogers)

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The FIJI House (Produced by Pete Rock)

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Lyrics:
Yo I'm here to remind, y'all to unwind
The world complex man you're doing just fine
Stick with it, you'll finish in time
For every shoot that you ride there's a ladder to climb
Yes y'all, lately I know
Feels like it's just the same old rigmarole
Do your best to make a living and it's takin' it's toll
On your body but you gotta keep your faith in your soul
Cause the gold gon' fade but don't give up
Try to find love for the things that you're sick of
If you got time, maybe make a list 
Or instead, be grateful for the fact that you even have a list cause
Keep in mind some don't got that
And I think about it all the time when runnin' in my tap
Man, good days could take time to come
So for now find love for the ride you on

Chorus
Sometimes it's, hard to explain all the, 
things that we feel inside and
We're all a mess but, still find a way to keep our dreams alive and 
If it's a dream if, all of this was a dream
I would say, well 
Well at least we're dreaming 

I struggle daily we all do it's crazy
We think were so alone but were connected by the way we
Empathize with others, that's what's called relating
Maybe build a ship and then together can do great things
Motivation at the drop of a hat
Kid imagine what is possible with knowledge like that
Build a solid foundation for them bricks that you stack
Cause the furniture ain't nothing if ya ceiling collapse
I'm talkin' love yo, yo love what you do
Doesn't matter how you do it as long as you keep it true
Hope you passing on that feeling to something or someone new
And feed that cycle, the cycle, the cycle that's feeding you like
Yes y'all, it's one in the same
Always give it all you got and hope you're makin' a change
Get to cleanin' out that stress you put under the rug
And replace it with some feelings you love cause

Chorus
Sometimes it's, hard to explain all the, 
things that we feel inside and
We're all a mess but, still find a way to keep our dreams alive and 
If it's a dream if, all of this was a dream
I would say, well 
Well at least we're dreaming

Dreaming feat. Anna Elizabeth (Produced by [B] Rogers)

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Coldplay with the sample, Sammy on the ones and twos.



Hold On (Produced by Sam Gouthro)

Been in the production mood, got a bunch of new instrumentals so I thought I'd just put out a teaser of whats to come. This is a tribute to Rosemary Clooney

Falls Through | Prod. [B] Rogers (Rosemary Clooney Tribute)

Music (Produced by [B] Rogers)

Sample Credit: Bill Evans - Waltz For Debby

Lyrics.

Peace, it is what it is.
Put in a bag and sell it to the kids
Peace, it is what it is
Yo put it in a bag and sell it to the kids

Peace be respected if peace is not neglected
Peace be with you and, peace be subjective
Effected by the past and the people you connect with
Peace is any moment if you have the right perspective 
Effected by the past and the people you connect with
Peace is any moment if you have the right perspective
So invest in the mood behind intention 
My attitude determines my direction
Never seek acceptance
See without dependance
We don't need a credit card just to pay attention...
That's peace, a little bit of love
Make a little bread just to feed it to the ducks
Hope I make a couple bucks when I speak to find the truth
Find a little bit in me, but I see the rest in you
So I shine when I pay a bit of mind to the little
Things, hope they bring another riddle
See it as a challenge, honing all my talents 
Perusing happiness while I try to find a balance.... that's 

Peace, it is what it is.
Put in a bag and sell it to the kids
Peace, it is what it is
Yo put that in a hook and sell it to the kids
Yeah
Peace, it is what it is.
Put in a bag and sell it to the kids
Peace, it is what it is
Yo put that in a hook and sell it to the kids

Yeah, peace be the reason that I speak up
See cause, my girl be the reason the I see love
Seek the underneath, find the peace the I speak of
I'm saying that you gotta find the heart not the d-cup
...
Peace
I get it from the top
A journy and some risk hopin' time never stop
I keep it moving like the arms on a clock and 
Never let um' brand me like the polo on my socks
...
Peace
Lemme get a peace of that
Always look ahead steady never lookin' back
Stayin' Focused like a Ford when I'm busy on the track
Find a little bit of peace when I'm busy on my MacBook
...
Let it go like the quarterback pass...
Keep it movin', right foot up on the gas
Lookin' forward and forgettin' bout the past and
Peace be the numbers that I see up on the dash 

Yeah, it is what it is.
Put in a bag and sell it to the kids
Peace, it is what it is
Yo put that in a hook and sell it to the kids
Yeah
Peace, it is what it is.
Put in a bag and sell it to the kids
Peace, it is what it is
Put that in a hook and sell it to the kids

Sometimes I write in wet pavement for peaceful entertainment
See a little humor in the placement 
Wonder where the day went, I spent it in the basement
Picking kick-drums while I looking for motivation
Yeah, that's peace, find it in my late nights
Looking for a way to get the people here to play nights
They focused on the fake type, but I speak on where the heart went
Preach a little peace that I found around a park bench
Feelin' like I'm Clark Kent, fly as I could ever be
Rather keep it normal cause the power doesn't better me
Where is Linda Ellerbee, I'm reachin' off the deep-end
Hoping I can bring the kids someone they believe in
I believe in peace, it took some time for me to find it
Droppin' out of collage, couldn't find it in assignments, 
Believe in perfect timin', fate is what I'm lovin'
I'm saying there's a reason that you hit the play button... blame it on the

hook x4





Peace feat. Lit (Produced by [B] Rogers)

Thanks for sticking round, lyrics are below.

Yeah, yo... It's [B] Rogers... with Scotty P. yes yes y'all.. and we don't stop

Yo, I got plenty, love for the many
Dreams, see um lift like a flock of doves, maybe 20 or so
Like a captain how I ready the boat
Got a crew, I could steady ya row
Cause, I move fluid like an oar might
My foresight show me lanes like a floor light
Providing guidance even when I'm rockin' poor sight
I'm just lucky like that, I guess that's what my people call blessed
It's all a test kid, life might be given but learn
Like ashes, becomes something we earn
Everyday, on this world that continues to turn
And if there's anything I know it's that I know that I know nothing for sure
That's peace, hope to help my people find balance
And a little satisfaction from the challenge of it
We have talent cousin, we can find it in time
But for now we need a reason to try

Chorus
If I try then you try then we gon' be fine
If I try then we try then you gon' be fine
We got plenty love love for the many many yeah
Cause we got plenty love love for the many many yeah yeah yeah

Yo, I could care less about the target margins
I'm just tryin' to shoot the breeze call me Marvin Martian
You could bet that's daily nightly like a type of Carson
Take a pick I'll bring the fire like some kind of arson
This is my art son, yeah.. and I be fillin' the page
God willing if the skill never fade
I ain't killing the game
I'm bringing life to people tillin' the change
9 to 5 up on some minimum wage
Gotta do what it takes, minds eye up on the climb to escape 
While life's busy nickel diming my strength 
I ain't bitter 'bout it, I keep the page turning everyday I wake up
Cause opportunity is what I'm made of
I could help you say love, maybe start to mean it
See the best in anyone and maybe someday reach it
Peep what I believe in, you might just believe it too
Here's a pair of glasses maybe they can help you see it through like

Chorus
If I try then you try then we gon' be fine
If I try then we try then you gon' be fine
We got plenty love love for the many many yeah
Cause we got plenty love love for the many many yeah yeah yeah

Scotty P. 
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Plenty feat. Scotty P. (Produced by [B] Rogers)

Fresh out the Lab. Free download.

Lyrics.

Yo I'm fresh out the lab like Pinky and the Brain,
Take the world over better get out of my way, I'm
Here to stay, head Bob like Flay,
Say "Next course sheaf" and I'll get it, right away
Pick a tray, tray. I could entertain the party
Choppin' competition like I'm practicin' karate 
Hibachi on the grill yep, nifty with my skill set
Never said I'm sick, I'm just askin' if you're ill yet...
So contagious change like my status, status
Underneath it all like a mattress
I've had it, pullin' out the fake like a rabbit
I'm half past fed up with the game, I'mma grab it and
Stab at it like an addict
Then Anne Frank the fake to the attic
Damn it, imagine
What if rappers rapped to get some action
Oh wait man that's exactly what's happened

I'm in the lab like, like
I'm in the lab like, like
I'm in the lab like, Pinky and the Brain

I'm back inside of my lab
Gabbin' my pen grabbin' my pad
Keep the soul, drop the swag
Pickin' a flow up outta my bag
Damn, fast don't mean that I'm better.. than you, 
Doesn't mean that I'm clever
And change'll come like the weather
Yeah late be better then never ahh
So ya'll better get to typin'
I'm all original yeah, Swiper no swiping 
Got my wax on kid, better get to wiping
Makin' sure I'll be remembered like Titans, ha yeah
Flow gold break the mold, never sold out
Flea from the phoney, never lonely when I roll out
Hope you understand, everybody has a plan 
I'm like a game of Nazi zombies how I hold out, right yeahh
Yo, I'll be in it for the long haul
Bringing back reality, I'mma vote Ron Paul
Gotta make it happen, I wont ever make the wrong call
Pray for the day I'm blowin' up, let a bomb fall
 
Chorus

I said, fast don't mean that I'm better
But I'm on the ball like a tether 
Showin' love bringing people together
If you don't like it then write me a letter, umm
I have no need to be number one
Blow away like a Thunder Gun
Pullin' my weight is easy as cake
Take the whole team and the punter son
Yeah, in the lab no need to relax
Cuttin' the slack, cut up the track
Cut any rabbit that's takin' a nap
Call it a rap, cuttin' the crap
Flowin' so much I got it on tap,
Tap on the table, I'll fill up your glass
You ain't better because you rap fast, uhh
Yeah, slow and steady wins the race
And the message that you send is more important than the pace
All the talent that you have should not be ever put to waste
Yeah we gotta set examples, no matter what it takes, uhh
Fake people make you lookie lookie
See my cars, listen how I eat a pussy pussy,
You're a G yeah you soundin' like a rookie rookie
Yeah you ballin', what the fuck you want a cookie cookie?

Chorus



Pinky and the Brain (Produced by [B] Rogers)

Off of my vary limited edition EP "From the Top". If you are one of the few who downloaded it while it was up you'll recognizes this opening song.

From the Top (Produced by [B] Rogers)

From the 757 region of Virginia I'm committed to authentic hip hop. Currently located in Bergenfield, New Jersey I'm still on the path to making music with a purpose. The only thing that makes me who I am is you, the people who continue to support me. If you like what you hear, it's free for a reason. Download, share it with your friends, spread the wealth and thanks for being where you are.

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