Crude version of my new rap "Sweet as Peaches" to the beat of "Sunshine" by Atmosphere

LYRICS:
Look, I’m on facebook, and  
I’m crushin candy, like I’m crushin brandy,
Like last week I was crushin your girl Mandy,
Did it on the beach and we got all sandy,
Started with a handy, got me all randy,
Stepped it up to something a lil more dandy,
She catchin what I’m pitching like I am Randy,
Johnson, all up my Johnson, it’s too long son,
Moving on to another one
Yeah the steak is done rare, it’s I think, I dive right in just to eat the pink
But I love that stink and I’m right up on the brink
I don’t think you can handle what I got
New kid in town like I’m jenny from the block
Watch out for your girl ‘fore she all up on my cock
Cause J know that she got the pretty face, and she blow 
Til my head’s in outer space, not a space case, 
J remember his ways
I’m going permanent, like I’m writing my sign in wet cement,
Like a stain on a white t-shirt – condiment
Everywhere I go I get compliments they say I rap so smooth 
And you know it is the truth makin’ deals like Michael Bluth
On a date with a dime bitch chillin in the booth of a Ruby Tuesdays
Might be in that first date phase but I can see it on her face,
She can’t wait to go back to my place, she nipped the hook 
Gave me the look, now I can read her thoughts like a book,
So I took her home and damn those sheets shook.

Words so absurd yet sharp like a spear, I handle my raps 
While I’m handing out my daps, some nice hand claps,
While I’m sippin on a beer, but not that lame shit taste like the piss of a deer,
But I prefer the prime brew, something worthwhile like a Stella Artois
Don’t know about you
Reminds of that manage-a-tois 
with those two dime babes I stole from that frenchie Francois. 
I spit so raw make your hands all clammy
In my left, I got a bbq sammy with sweet pulled pork with some fresh cole slaw,
But with my right I’m unhooking bras of the dame with the nicest fannies 
– make me drop the jaw
But just like that I’m right back at it 
Strike so hard you’ll wish you were padded
Maybe all clad up in Maxi-pads
Damn, that shit so sad, bro
But ya know what they say, you flow too slow
And mine’s the nicest tho, so here we go
I just keep rolling like I’m fuckin reddit trolling
Gettin her all plump and swollen
‘fore she grab my hand and pull me underneath the bleachers
right below the band and pullin down my breaches 
and damn that pussy so sweet like peaches,
Ah man she’s so delicious, makin me all superstitious,
Act a little vicious but still grantin all my wishes 


Sweet as Peaches

Beat is Pabst and Jazz by Asher Roth

"Live Above it"

Hard for me to sleep so I’m always up late
Til the alarm clock beep and now I’m mutterin “Great”
Got a full day ahead but I can’t stay in bed
Try to imagine a beat that’ll get me on my feet 
escape the cozy ass heat that’s been built up in the sheets
pullin back the curtains and what’s there to greet me but the sun
the one that says the night is done and its time for fun, so come on son,
Start the day off with two bowls, Froot loops and kush,
Get fed get high rollin out with a push
The springtime slush frozen ice from mush
As I get into a car that’s cold as shit
I smile as I think that’s as bad as it’ll get

Quick pit stop for a little slice of heaven
Fresh coffee and a donut from 7-11
Give a wink to that cute girl Devan 
She ringing up a discount
So I start to count the day off on a good note
Not quite enough to gloat but at least I’m in a boat
Above all the things that could drag a dude down under
Got me wonderin bout the blunderin thundering shit that 
Keep on plunderin the lives of all these folk around
Tryna keep on livin high above the ground but keep getting wound
Up, tripped up, slippin up on mindless bullshit
Draggin em down to the endless pit,
Darkness all below and they want to quit

But there’s so much more to life than trite 
Just let it take you like a stringless kite
Give way to the might of the bright lit night 
Gotta give it all a chance girl
Let the world take you up in a swirl and let the wind make your skirt twirl
It’s nice this way of living…this way of giving
This with your chin up high never feel the need to sigh
Give it a try, go fly, get high, ask why, go touch the sky, 
I can be that kinda guy 
I’m just sayin it’s to easy to get stuck in the muck 
Of all the daily grind, begging to be plucked up 
And released of all the binds, open up your minds
And you will see all that is entwined

Now it’s the moon and the stars that are strewn
Across the shadowy atmosphere, looming 
couple sinister clouds enticing fear and all the bad,
Live above it, shove it aside, and love the ride
It’s up to you whether you’re inside
The boat floatin over all the things that draggin dudes down under
Blunder thunder shit cause now we braggin 
Bout how we live above it, leave it saggin
Nothing bringing us down or turning smiles into frowns
Like we wearin crowns laughin at the clowns
All hindered by the grey with heavy cinders chained to the leg
But live above it, cause that’s all I gotta say

Live Above It

This is a rap my buddy Nate Huey and I did for our Thanksgiving Celebration with our study abroad program here in Chile. It is all about living it up while you can and appreciating what you have.

Beat is "Best Day" by Atmosphere

Chilean Days

Beat is by Fi Studio 10

We toking bowl after bowl on a fuckin ganja roll, thoughts are out of control
Payin a toll to the marijuana troll who be chillin in his droll sink hole
Sittin on a totem pole on patrol I sold him my soul 
My money down a black hole let me get a drum roll
Thoughts are all a haze as I light a blunt ablaze 
Tinkering with all the ways a get me through my munching phase
Thinking ribs braised with some lays 
Or maybe some incognito frito tostito dorito cheeto burrito 
Holy Toledo kinda thing covered with a glaze 
That could even feed Kanye’s ego, but amigo, it’s probably a placebo,
Yo throw me a Bud Light cause “Here We Go”
But honestly, fuck drinking beer, I think the answer here is clear
Which would I rather have near? The kush or the liq?
Even George Bush isn’t so much of a dick to comprehend the push 
For the kush needs a slick quick kick 
For it all to click and stick in the communal mind
This shit is benign help you loosen up unwind 
So what’s up slick take your pick of your favorite kind
Flick the bic, light the hemp wick, burn til you’re reclined
Thought maybe I had dreamt it, but nope, all our hopes
Come true on the continental slope 
Colorado people flew the coup to the dope
And now the green is legal and I’m feeling hella regal 
While I’m high as a seagull, ah…wait, I mean 
I’m high as an eagle, crackin up to How I Met Your Mother, Jason Segel 
Planet Earth something about a weasel and a lethal beetle being equal
People Game of Thrones getting all medieval 
Flip the channel Bob Ross on his easel, doing happy clouds
Talking out loud like he’s talking to a crowd.
But now I’m coming down, oh please! Where’s the trees?
This strain so sweet it’s like honey from the bees, Jeez it’s the bee’s knees
Lungs are getting squeezed til I wheeze 
And my eyes are all Chinese but I’m chilling here appeased
Feel the fresh summer breeze and it’s 70 degrees.


So what you feel a little stressed like you can’t achieve your best? 
Put your doubts to rest request the western bud to feel refreshed
Got a problem with your pivot points? Here, have a joint for your joints
Any other hitches in your day can be mended right away
By the green witch and her bud bouquet 
Let it bloom it’s dank perfumes let the fumes make everything okay  
Just take it, I got that shit to make the girls go naked, and shake it,
Goin’ Ricky Bobby shake-n-bake’n, wake-n-bake’n cause I gotta have my green
That Mary Jane my Mary Queen, she do work like a life vaccine 
Drain away your pain if you in vain ain’t no plain jane
Mang can’t complain cause I’m high as a plane insane lanes like I
Reading Mark Twain in the rain light my dab with the butane
Or plug the vape into the socket, cockpit, taking off for  space in my bong rocket,
Sprockets turning in my head, I should probably go to bed,
But instead, I give myself the go ahead smoke another, feel it in my head,
Ripping bowls out of the Illadelph, pull it off the shelf 
All pristine and clean with it’s seven dome percs for the green
Fat ass blown glass, surpassing classes for the masses 
I got 20/20 vision so I don’t need glasses. 
But if dabbin is your habit, then have it, 
Go to Saturn or some other far away planet
Ain’t nothing much more fun 
Getting dumb with the smoke in your lungs
Reality undone and you know it’s begun spittin stunning puns
One by one smoking blunts til I’m overdone

Mary Wanna J

Beat is "Happy Silly HipHop Instrumental" by Die Kakerlake

Hasn't Taken Long:
It hasn’t taken long for my rhythm to grow strong
Slaying beats and songs, this is where I belong
Time to sound the gong I got the brains and brawn
I’m an elite treat nice to meet you come along now
No sweat on my brow so go bet on my sound, 
No threat to my prowess, I get boundless, I spit malice 
Here and now, the cheering’s loud, the place is getting full 
You can push I’ll pull it right back, everybody hush I’ll click-clack,
Fresh like a tic-tac, I’m a knick-knack that’ll never get put back on the shelf
I do it for me, myself, not anybody else, lingering around like a welt from a belt,
I been dealt way more than I needed, not susceptible to greed 
When I took over the lead and agreed to this game
Guaranteed to succeed, my name critically acclaimed.

Even with no instrumental, I keep going fundamental, 
Turning it developmental, treat it like a beat up rental 
Smash it like I’m going mental, never is it accidental
When I get experimental, supplemental when I’m gentle 

Never temperamental but I’m always monumental
Nothing but the sky above, no limit to the sentimental love 
All it needed was a little shove it’s on me like a fitted glove
I admit it, I’m committed, I can never get enough
I’m addicted, spit wickedly vivid, wanna call my bluff? 
I’ll huff and puff it sick and blow your house down
Little piggy getting tricky, this my town now
Quick and witty I’ll just take my crown now.

 


It hasn’t taken long for me it’s been here all along 
No sense of right or wrong, a little like the Vietcong 
I’m among the unsung, spun it til it stung it’s like I got two tongues
I’m just having fun twisting the existing glum equilibrium 
Into crumbs, I’m insisting stop resisting
Let it in see what you’re missing, no more wishing on a star, 
Bar after bar my spitting mission is bizarre 
Charring up cigars here’s my submission from afar
My rendition is a triple threat, I’ll double up your single bet
I got such a ripple effect it’s like a simple projection, correction, 
Invention, a collection of expressions comes to alter your perception
No deception, playing with your mind like a benign infection
In time your attention will find a new direction 
But mine is a progression, inclining til perfection
So listen up close so you find the hidden lesson 
In the middle of the riddle that I didn’t even mention 
So riddle me that right or your ass has got  detention
Your comprehension doesn’t pass for viable contention 

It hasn’t taken long for me to realize what I’m planting
The journey is lifelong and I find it quite enchanting
I’m demanding good standing, think of this my branding
It’s Jamburg with the nicest grammar, so nice it’s commanding
Enamor, outstanding clamor expanding it’s like a hammer is landing
Or there’s a misunderstanding of a stammerer chanting 
I’m underneath the radar, not visible to scanners but I don’t lose my manners 
A ravenous creator dropping bombs and making craters
Gotta keep it up, swapping bronze to silver gold the greatest
The latest on the scene in response to those who made it
Basically the king of nonchalance and some are bound to hate it 
But I’ll take it with a grain of salt I think it’s unrelated 
Some just want to blame the fault so they don’t get degraded
I’m breaking down the walls I refuse to be blockaded 
Cause no matter what they think I will not be underrated 



Hasn't Taken Long

Song is Aruarian Dance by Nujabes

Don't Spare It:
Alarm keeps beeping in the morning with no warning
So I can’t keep sleeping as I’m yawning with a longing for the coffee
That’s brewing in the kitchen. It’s costly, smells awfully strongly
Gettin in my stretching before fetching the daily get up
So I get up, slip it on, and get a cup to get me up,
A pick me up I’m walking out the door and 
Explore to the left. Weather is more I could have asked for.
Feelin blessed in my chest this is coming from my core
Bird’s a bustling, I’m a whistling, Sun is out and nature’s calling for a listening
I ain’t a missing a thing, it’s like I got wings 
All the time in the world shit it’s early I’m unfurling I’m not curly never worried
It’s confirmed I’m preferred because I’m pearly fucking white
It’s the truth I can’t lose in my booth super sweet like vermouth
Got a bigger bite than bark so I embark on a mission to find
A position of a certain kind, pulling closed the curtains blind
Spurting rhymes, converting diverted minds and I’m asserting mine
Flirting with the borderline and suddenly they intertwine
I’m about to redefine what it means to be divine
Combining aligning, nouns and verbs and adjectives 
I’m upping all the averages, assessing all the damages and fix em up with bandages
All the other savages, ravaging and scraping, think that they are taping
Worthy additives, but really they’re just raping it can’t manage it, 
I’m wading in I challenge it, debating my advantages
Unanimous analysis number one is cannabis 
So listen when I’m spittin this and you’ll become a fan of this



Sometimes I get curious why other rappers gotta sound so furious
It’s like why so serious? You make it so laborious 
You might find this hilarious the way I spit it glorious
It brought me to notorious. 
So what’s up, come here I wanna show you this
You can feel the glow of this the flow of this you know it is that next shit
So text it to your best friend the bestest go tweet it release it 
Share it don’t spare it cause I’m beastin and twisting this jazzical music
So don’t you confuse it as drama with two different genres I’m onary 
I use it abuse it infusing my rhymes with a double entendre.
I’m liking like a simile, but really I got more
Out beyond infinity, buzz metaphor, so tally up the score.
You want an example? Well I got ample, I got so many ya can’t fit ‘em on the mantle
Gotta move to the candle to make some room
Shit I’m too hot to handle Harry Potter’s broom
Nimble on the nimbus, my lyrical fitness like I’m out of Olympus, it’s quick 
I’m hotter than the flame off the wick, the game that I spit ain’t lame but it’s sick
I’m layin down bricks til my name is the shit and
I’m building up my castle and I claim with a flick of the tongue
Sprung from rung to rung up the ladder just for fun
Still too young to get all high strung
So I keep it real easy, flowing with the breezy,
All I need’s some sun and a blunt to please me.
So follow me to Colorado to the 303
Where you can with the lotto with the women and the weed
And you know that my motto is to live it up free 
So I got a new bravado and it’s pretty comfy, come see
I’m plotting to be Modern like Phil Dunfy
I break it all down call me Humpty Dumpty 
When I hit your town I can spit a little something


Don't Spare It

DJ Lactose laying down the beats. Nate Da Great and Jamburg the new mc's.

Creampie Special (ft. Nate Da Great)

From Boulder, CO and started rapping less than a year ago. Trying to make this for real but gotta share it all first! All lyrics are in descriptions.

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