This is a single off my upcoming album "AwKward Silence". Pre-order on bandcamp! https://adekwit.bandcamp.com/album/awkward-silence

Erp Derp (Featuring Tombstone Da Dead Man)

. StAy FoKused (Prod. By Gripp)

. Fuck Shit Up (Prod. Jay Bee) Nov 21

. Sad Xmas (Produced)Jay Bee

. Internal Conflicts (Maybe) Produced By MC Brooks

Gats Tombstone Da Dead Man

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Inspiration

Verse 1
So tell me what's your inspiration?
To make you turn on a beat and use words as illustrations?
Do you first have spurts of procrastination?
Do you murk the verse, like "fuck it, I ain't wating!"
Do you feel like you're wack, or lack concentration?
Or do you just snap to release your frustrations?
Do you rap about the streets?
Are you overcompensating?
Do you get the urge to write every morning that you awaken?
Nine out Ten
I feel like I'm wasting my time
Because instead of writing I'm debating...
Or furcking gaming...
Or contemplating
Should I even rap?
What the fuck am I saying?
Probably nothing at all
I grip the pen and go hard
I rape the pad
That's what I call penetration, y'all
I get deep in it like insemenation
To give birth to a track is what I call inspiration!

Hook
I want to know what inspires you
To pick up the mic and 1-2 1-2
Is it the boom bap tracks or the beats with the high hats, that make you do what you want to do?
Is it the fact that everybody is screaming ya name?
I promise bruh, you and I are not the same
So, keep your lame Jane flows
To keep impressing these hoes
While us real Emcees keep doing our thing, mang

Verse2
What does it take to pick up the pen?
You lose your spark but you still want to feel it again
The sensation that drives you, you feel it with in
Or maybe you don't
Is this just another trend?
How do you feel when you're stroking these lines?
When your words kill a beat and it's blowing ya mind
BOOM
Like grenades setting off one at a time
Cause you're explosive with each one of your rhymes
That's how I define inspiration
I leave my listeners in ICU
Yours, need a first aid kit
Whenever Jae spits
I'm on point
Even when I get on my A.K. shit
It's so basic
And people say that I'm amazing 
You mad  let it get to my head like if I'm blazing!
I don't even faze it
I can lie and say it's the hate
But love gives me inspiration

Hook
I want to know what inspires you
To pick up the mic and 1-2 1-2
Is it the boom bap tracks or the beats with the high hats, that make you do what you want to do?
Is it the fact that everybody is screaming ya name?
I promise bruh, you and I are not the same
So, keep your lame Jane flows
To keep impressing these hoes
While us real Emcees keep doing our thing, mang

Verse 3
How does it feel to finish a track?
You put online and there's no taking it back
What do you do when everyone just says that it's wack?
Do you go back and attack?
Or just call it a wrap?
I want to know what you're rapping about?
Do you think twice about the rhymes that come out your mouth?
Do you scream and shout?
Do you cry and you pout?
Is Hip Hop something that you can't live without?
That's what I feel inspiration's about
Your passion lifting you up when things go south
When your thoughts are always dark and feeled with doubt
When you try to speak your mind and nothing comes out
It's like the last thread that holds together a shirt 
A stitch in time saves nine
So get back to work 
I won't this track to be motivative
To get you off your ass and get some inspiration!

Hook
I want to know what inspires you
To pick up the mic and 1-2 1-2
Is it the boom bap tracks or the beats with the high hats, that make you do what you want to do?
Is it the fact that everybody is screaming ya name?
I promise bruh, you and I are not the same
So, keep your lame Jane flows
To keep impressing these hoes
While us real Emcees keep doing our thing, mang



Inspiration produced by Jay Bee

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The Internet Lyrics

Verse 1: 
Whatever happened to fact checking? 
Remember Kony 2012? 
Shit, I learned my damn lesson 
I viraled that link too, thinking it was progressive 
But, that's when I was vulnerable and not a damn skeptic 
And now I'm 27 
What the fuck is your excuse? 
You still share articles, that's not peer reviewed 
You let your preconceived notions determine whether or not it's true 
And wonder why I condescend whenever I talk to you? 
Then throw ad hominems and claim I'm insulting, rude... 
You play victim so much you think I'm physically assaulting you 
I honestly just try to have an open dialogue 
But there's always that guy that won't realize that their logic's flawed 
Which makes me conclude their views haven't been challenged yet 
They get it confused and take my questioning as disrespect 
It's not even you, it's your views I reject 
You're used to yes men, I'm a man that's not used to saying yes 
I'll say it to your face to make sure that you stay in check 
Don't ever think I do this cause there's a screen at my desk 
I'm not even the violent type, but it gets me so upset 
Cause when you ask why it's true? 
They say it's on the internet.... 


Chorus repeat 2x: Yuppa, yuppa! 
They saw it on the internet 
That's why they share and spread it without no regrets 
And when I call them out they get so upset 
Natural News, InfoWars gets no respect 

Verse 2: 
“I've done my research and studied this for a month or two!” 
Oh, you were in a lab with tubes, mixing chemicals? 
Used the scientific method. Double blind test and data too? 
“No!” 
That's why the science community fucking laughs at you.... 
That's why I do it too 
I find your claims delirious 
It's ridiculous that you take Food Babe serious 
You probably back her cause she has a nice ass and a pair tits 
But at the end of the day 
She is not a scientist 
There's no denying it 
You sound like a damn clown 
And got the nerve to question Mr. Tyson's background 
“He's an astrophysicist , he should fucking pipe down!” 
The contradiction's thick like a bodied chick in a tight gown 
That's why you don't like the type of raps I'm writing now 
Because, I'm heating up the grill to cook up your sacred cow 
Anecdotes are not proof 
The same goes for me 
So if I bring one up in discussions you better challenge me 
I'm not an expert in any field 
No schooling or degrees 
Make sure you validate my sources before you just agree 
Whether, it's GMOs, vaccines or herpetology 
Don't ever fall victim to erp derpology 

Chorus repeat 2x: Yuppa, yuppa! 
They saw it on the internet 
That's why they share and spread it without no regrets 
And when I call them out they get so upset 
Natural News, InfoWars gets no respect 

Third Verse: 

Here's a few sites that you never should use 
InfoWars, Examiner, Natural News 
Real Farmacy, The Blaze, World Truth 
Daily Mail, The Onion and even Fox too 
The Bible 
Mercola 
Above Top Secret 
Before It's News 
Zeitgeist 
Answers in Genesis 
Discovery Institute 
Conservapedia 
Beware of what you read on social media 
Cause 9 times out of 10 they're deceiving ya 
On the internet....

The Internet

Chorus:

I've been wondering if anybody hears me? 
Am I muffled or do I speak clearly? 
Is the track mixed right, or is it barely on point? 
I want to know if you can hear me?

Do my thoughts get across and worth sharing?
Or do you feel like I'm too overbearing?
Should I just say fuck it and stop caring?
Do I do too much swearing?
Tell me if you can hear me?

I've been wondering if anybody hears me? (me, me, me, me)
I've been wondering if anybody hears me? (me, me, me, me)


Verse1: 

Aiiyo, can you hear me enough?
Or do you hear me too little?
Or do you hear me too much?
Or does my lisp get in the way when I be spitting this stuff?
Like pffftt
Daffy Duck, tongue twisters and such 
Cause
When I spit
I feel like it's tough
But the mic says differently if it ain't got the right the touch 
Sometimes
I have to back up and keep a certain distance 
So the vocals don't pique and it's bearable when you listen 
When it comes lyrics 
I feel there's no competition 
But when I record, everything has to be in position 
Under the right circumstance and proper conditions
When you record from home these things must be considered 
If I were signed
I'd have my pick of litter 
Of studios I could rock 
To make my sound clearer
But I'm not 
And bruh, I ain't even bitter 
Being independent is tough 
But I love it 
Go figure.... 


Chorus:

I've been wondering if anybody hears me? 
Am I muffled or do I speak clearly? 
Is the track mixed right, or is it barely on point? 
I want to know if you can hear me?


Verse2: 

Aiiyo!
Are my lyrics too low?
Am I rapping too fast?
Or am I rapping too slow?
Outside of rap, people think that I'm unapproachable
Say the wrong thing I won't snap and start choking you
The fact...
That I'm distant
They think that I'm not listening 
I go hard whenever I know they're bullshitting, man 
That's when they say 
“Yo, Jae. You're acting different...”
“You weren't like this when you were a fucking Christian, fam”
“Or maybe, you should just get back on Ridilin...”
“You're spazzing out, bruh...”
Damn! Here we go again 
I guess I should have expected this
Especially when I came out an atheist 
But I though I had real friends
Once I got out of that group think mentality 
I felt like all of my friends wanted to challenge me 
Even my family 
They thought I wasn't speaking clearly 
But the truth is
They wasn't tryna hear me....

Chorus:

 I've been wondering if anybody hears me? 
Am I muffled or do I speak clearly? 
Is the track mixed right, or is it barely on point? 
I want to know if you can hear me?


Verse3: 

Aiiyo! 
Do I say “fuck” too much?
Do I cuss too rough?
Do I say “nigga” enough?
“Profanity's the reason that I'm not diggin ya stuff...”
At least you're being honest 
To the game I'll chalk that up 
I wonder
If the producers be seeing my vision 
Or if they're selling short
When it's my tracks that they're mixing 
Then I'm like “Yo, bruh. You're fucking tripping”
“There's no reason for you to be flipping”
“Or to question their intentions”
“They were with you from the beginning”
“They even gave you advice, in order to make your music sound tight”
“So, there's really no reason for you to have to think twice”
“They're the reason you stepped up your game and got a new mic!”
“So, don't trip...”
Now that I got a better quality 
Studio
I'm a rip it o my fans can hear all of me 
I connected the dots similar to astrology 
Shouts to all the producers that always saw the heart in me!


Chorus:

I've been wondering if anybody hears me? 
Am I muffled or do I speak clearly? 
Is the track mixed right, or is it barely on point? 
I want to know if you can hear me?

Do my thoughts get across and worth sharing?
Or do you feel like I'm too overbearing?
Should I just say fuck it and stop caring?
Do I do too much swearing?
Tell me if you can hear me?

I've been wondering if anybody hears me? (me, me, me, me)
I've been wondering if anybody hears me? (me, me, me, me)




 

Do you Hear Me?

This is the first beat I've made in 7 years. I'm still rusty, but hopefully I get better... Kanye, here I come! lol 

Bed At Midnight

1.AdeKwit- G.O.A.T. (2)

Smoking Section

I woke up this morning to the smoke
Like wake and bake
But I didn’t choke
Wiped the crust out my eyes
Before dusting these guys
They talk a lot of fuck shit
So, it’s a must I reply 
It’s like, they always act tough hiding behind a fucking keyboard
But in person they civilized
Always trying to trivialize 
Until they realize 
I ain't the 1, the 2, 3,4 or the 5 
Try to visualize a fuck nigga tryna check you 
You try to keep it cordial
But then they disrespect you…
Talking about everything else, besides ya issue 
If they did that shit in rhyme form, you’d say they’d dissed you 
You ask them questions back to back
They dismiss you…
Then it makes you wonder if they really want it with you???
Talking mad spicy 
Like the president do…
It’s a circle jerk and they’re tryna to convince you 
That you’re just tripping and be on the shit they’re in to
Shit like that really be fucking with my mental 
Makes me wanna flip like, nigga grab the pistol 
But I’m cognizant these niggas online I can’t get to 
So, I say fuck it and throw on an instrumental 
Online gangsta banging shit I ain’t in to 
You’re little twitter fingers ain’t a threat 
They are brittle 
The smoking section is HERE your lungs ain’t fitful
We can take it to any level you wanna get to 
Take the stairs before you jump out the window…
Multiworld Entertainment
That’s my kinfolk
If you disrespect my squad
I take it as an insult
And personal…
You wouldn’t do that shit in person, bro
Stop being obtuse and act like you fucking know
Remind yaself like something that you knew before 
Psuedo intellectuals really need to fucking go 
Wanna pop shit?
Do it on your own post
Or be an adult, and just fucking scroll…
Down ya timeline
And if I got time…
I won’t waste any of it to make sure you exposed
Get to acting right
You bark, but don’t have the fight 
Y’all niggas is ass
And don’t get smacked tonight
Y’all niggas is gassed
Don’t make me spark a light
It’s the smoking section
Nigga talk to me nice

Smoking Section...

First track that I've featured Tombstone and Ogma in. These guys did an epic job! Also, no biting, BITCHES!!!

AdeKwit

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