The original version of "ALTERED CREATION". Released in 2019.

Jefrii Base & Eets - Creation

Touch Of Jazz

LYRICS

MAN, I TELL EM
YEAH GET MY SHIT RIGHT
YEAH YOU BETTER SIT TIGHT
TELL ME WHY YOU REALLY MAD
TELL ME WHY YOU FEELING TIGHT
IS IT CAUSE I WORK THE MIC
LIKE ALL DAY TURNED OVERNIGHT
MAD WE TOOK THE SPOTLIGHT
TOP ROW, WE OVER BITE
MAD WE TOOK THESE BITCHES
WITHOUT EVEN PUTTING UP A FIGHT
HATING ON ME SINCE 8TH GRADE
FLY NIGGA PLIGHT
YOU COULD NEVER REACH THAT HEIGHT
MAYBE SOMEDAY YOU MIGHT
GIVE YOUR BUM ASS SOME FALSE HOPE

NOT TONIGHT
YOU GON STAY A BITCH ALRIGHT?
THAT'S THE ROLE YOU PLAY RIGHT?
NO IT'S NOT TOO SOON
BEAT THAT ASS LIKE RAY RICE
FUCK THESE NIGGAS
NAH REALLY THEY DON'T KNOW LIKE...
I'M REALLY A DIFFERENT TYPE
WHAT IT BE
IS WHAT I WRITE
I'M THE BEST LIKE MIKE
RELEASE STRESS LIKE IKE
WHEN I FLY OFF THE HANDLE
MAN, IT'S MORE LIKE A DELAYED FLIGHT
IN BAD WEATHER I STRIKE
FLAVOR FLAV LOOKING ASS
DON'T BELIEVE THE HYPE
FOOLS DO
PLAIN AND SIMPLE
OOH, I'M THAT OOOH!
THAT BLACK MAN CAME OUT THE BLUE
WHAT IT DO
RUNNING HIP HOP LIKE A JEW
GOT THE JUICE
CHAIN HANG LOOSE
PLATINUM NOOSE
GOT THE JEWELS
AIN'T NOBODY FUCKING WITH MY CREW
YOU NOT COOL
YOU NOT COOL NIGGAAAH (x4)

Angry Man

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VERSE I

WHAT'S WRONG COUSIN?
YOU REALLY BUGGIN'
I NEVER SEEN THIS SIDE OF YOU MAN
CANT TRUST EM
I THOUGHT I COULD COUNT ON YOU
IF IT WAS TIME TO BUST EM
INSTEAD YOU LIKE THAT NIGGA WHO TELL THE FEDS
CUFF EM
WHATS WRONG NIGGA?
WE DONT LOVE EM
FAKE FAM LIKE YOU
WE DO WHAT WE CAN TO DUCK EM
BAD FOOD
SHIT OUT THE ASS
HAD TO FLUSH EM
EVEN SPEAKING BOUT YOU
IS A DISGUSTING DISCUSSION
WHATS WRONG FAM?
YOU DONT GIVE A DAMN
YOU THAT TYPE OF NIGGA THAT WILL FUCK THE WHOLE PLAN
NO WONDER NIGGAS CANT CONNECT
I SWEAR
YOU THE REASON WE WONT EVER PROGRESS
YOU LIKE A NIGGA HOLDING UP THE CHECK
FOR THE WHOLE FAM
CAUSE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND IMPORTANCE OF RESPECT
GOTTA DEMAND IT
YOU THE TYPE TO PANIC
PUSH THE RED BUTTON 
THEN BLOW UP THE WHOLE PLANET
EMOTIONS CANT MANAGE HUH?

YOU NEED TEACHING
NAH, YOU NEED PREACHING
NIGGAS LIKE YOU
NEED A FATHER
YOU NEED A BEATING
YOU THE TYPE TO GET JEALOUS
CUT THE FAMILY FROM EATING
LAZY AND GREEDY
YOU THINK LIFE IS ABOUT LEECHING
WHATS WRONG GOD?
WHY THE FACADE?
WE ALL GOT OUR ROLE TO PLAY
JUST STICK TO THE JOB
BUT YOU'S A NIGGA IN IT FOR YOURSELF
YOU RATHER ROB
BUT YOU STEALING FROM YOURSELF
YOU MOVE BACKWARDS
THIS IS ODD
WHATS WRONG?
I CAN SENSE IT
DONT LIE TO ME
LOYALTY
HONESTY
DONT GOT IT?
WELL DONT FUCK WITH ME
WE DESERVE AN APOLOGY
FUCK YOUR APOLOGIES
QUIT THE BULLSHIT
WE'RE THE SAME
THIS IS NOT A DICHOTOMY
WHATS WRONG NIGGA?

CHORUS

TELL ME WHATS WRONG
YOU KNOW I SENSE IT
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

TELL ME WHAT IS WRONG
YOU KNOW I FUCKING SENSE IT
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

VERSE II

FLESH OF YOUR FLESH
BLOOD OF YOUR BLOOD
NEVER KNEW YOU'D BE SO SENSITIVE
YOU NEED A HUG
IF ITS ALL LOVE
WELL THEN...
ITS ALL LOVE
BUT THAT DONT MEAN SHIT TO US HUH?
DONT GIVE A FUCK
WE FROM THE SAME DIRT
AND WE INSIST TO HURT
EACH ONE
AND DONT TEACH ONE
OF ANY REAL WORTH
AND IT ALL STARTS FROM BIRTH
WE'RE JUST SPREADING LIKE THE CURSE
SO DONT CRY INSIDE THAT HEARSE
YOU ALREADY KNEW HOW THIS WOULD WORK
TEARS RAIN ON YOUR SHIRT
INSIDE THE CHURCH
MAKE YOUR SOUL TWERK
BODY JERK
NOBODY WANNA SEE YOU GO BERSERK
WE'RE THE FAMILY
THAT DONT GIVE FLOWERS WHILE WE CAN SMELL EM
THE LONG LOST CHILDREN

BROTHERS AND SISTERS
DOMESTIC KILLINGS
MONEY OVER FAMILY DEALINGS
BLOOD IS THINNER THAN YOU THINK
FUCK YOUR LIFE
BITCH I'M ILLIN
REPRESSING ALL MY FEELINGS
ME AND MY DEMONS CHILLIN
NUMBER ONE IN A BILLION
ITS ALL ABOUT YOU
I KNOW
SOLO
SO GO...
WAIT NO!
I DONT
MEAN TO
BE A
DECIEVER
A SEISURE
GOT TO
BREATHE
DEEPER
RELIEVER
I NEED YA
DONT LEAVE US
WE AINT SHIT WITHOUT YOU
I SHOULD NEVER DOUBT YOU
RE-ROUTE YOU
NO YOU SHOULD STAY RISING
TILL YOU FLYING
NEVER DYING
WE KNOW REAL NIGGAS SHOULD BE ALL MULTIPLYING
YET SO MANY MOMMAS CRYING
STOP LYING
QUIT DENYING
STOP ACTING SO SURPRISING
ITS BAD TIMING
...BAD TIMING

What's Wrong

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LYRICS

VERSE I

BABY PUT THEM KIDS TO BED
I NEED TO SMASH
NOW BRING THAT ASS
REAL FAST
GO SLOW THOUGH
WHIPLASH
THATS GOOD NECK
LIFE AINT BAD
TAKE A NIGGA BACK TO THE PAST
I REMEMBER IT WAS SEPTEMBER
I'M TRYING TO BE A BACK-BENDER
TILL YOU GOT NOTHING LEFT IN YA
SEASON WAS YOUR FLAVOR
THANKING YOUR MOTHER
SHE FUCKING MADE YA
THE ALPHA AND OMEGA
OR WHOEVERS YOUR LORD AND SAVIOR
I WAS LIKE THE...
UNDERTAKER
I'M TRYING TO GO DEEP
I PROMISED YOU WOULDNT WEEP
THIS IS A PROMISE I COULDNT KEEP
AT TIMES ITS SO SWEET
THESE MOMENTS DONT COME CHEAP
AT PRICES YOU CANT BEAT
I CAN GIVE YOU SOME GOOD SLEEP
IN THE MIDDLE
WE MEET
IN BETWEEN THESE SHEETS
CLIMBING UP YOUR PEAKS
ONLY GOAL I EVER WANTED TO REACH
OOOH PREACH

CHORUS

NO KIDS 
NO KIDS
I'MMA BEAT IT LIKE I GOT NO KIDS

NO KIDS
NO KIDS
I'MMA HIT IT LIKE I GOT NO KIDS

NO KIDS
NO KIDS
YOU GON TAKE IT LIKE YOU GOT NO KIDS

NO KIDS
NO KIDS
WE GON GET IT LIKE WE GOT NO KIDS

NO KIDS
NO KIDS
GIVE IT TO ME LIKE YOU GOT NO KIDS

NO KIDS
NO KIDS
THROW IT BACK LIKE YOU GOT NO KIDS

NO KIDS
NO KIDS
SCREAM LOUD LIKE YOU GOT NO KIDS

NO KIDS
NO KIDS
ME AND YOU TONIGHT AINT NO KIDS

VERSE II

SHHHHH....
KEEP IT DOWN BABY
QUIET SOUNDS
WE DONT WANNA WAKE EM UP NOW
THIS MOMMY-DADDY PLAYGROUND
TRYING TO GO A FEW MORE ROUNDS
DOGGY-STYLE I LOCK HER IN THE POUND
I'M A HOUND
SNIFF HER MOUND
ASS WAVES HIT ME I'MMA DROWN
AND I DONT REALLY WANNA BE FOUND
MOUTH TO MOUTH
MEET MY MR. BROWN
YOU GOT THAT TYPE OF HEAD 
DESERVE A CROWN
SO RENOWN
SO PROFOUND
PINK WALLS CLOSE IN
THEY SURROUND
ALL AROUND
AND I'M DOWN
I SEE THAT THANG PEEKING OUT THE GOWN
BRING THAT ASS HERE
HAVE NO FEAR
I'MMA BEAT IT DOWN IN THE GROUND
PLANT NEW SEEDS ALL IN YOUR GARDEN
WE ALREADY STARTED
UGH...
DIGGING IN YOUR DIRT
SORRY IF IT HURT
EXCUSE ME, PARDON
UGH...
NO CHILD SUPPORT CHECK 
I PAY YOU IN DICK 
SO THERES NO REGRET
YET
DONT FORGET
EVERY NIGHT
WE MADE LOVE WHEN WE FIRST MET
OH YEAH

No Kiids

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LYRICS

VERSE I

SHE CALL ME SLiiM POPPA 
RECOGNIZE ME AS THE DON DOTTA 
YALL MY KIDS BUT I AINT YOUR FATHER 
I BUST GUTS NOT NUTS REAL PROPER 
HOES ROUND THE GLOBE THERES ALOTTA 
ONE OF THEM SUCKERS TO LOVE EM AND IM NOT-AH
I'M KILLIN EM THEY NOT BREATHING SOMEBODY GET THE DOCTOR 
IM MIKE TYSON PIT BULL MIXED WITH BOXER 
A JAW LOCKER, IM AT YA NECK, HEART STOPPA 
I MAKE THEM RAP BOYS GROW UP
BALL DROPPA 
I MAKE THEM YOUNG RAP BITCHES TURN TO BLOOD BLOTTAS 
OR KILL YOUR WHOLE GENERATION I DONʼT LIKE SAGAS 
IM LIKE HOT LAVA 
SHIT LOOK SMOOTH BUT DONʼT TRY TO 
GET TOO TOUGH SEE I AINʼT GOTTA 
WHOLE LOTTA SENSE IN MY BRAIN IM THINKING DOLLARS 
YOU ROBBING LIQUOR STORES 
 IM LIKE A ROTHSCHILD BANK ROBBER 
IM GROUCHY CAUSE YALL TRASH YOU AND OSCAR 
DONʼT MAKE ME GET THE THING 
MAKE YOU LEAN 
WITH THE BEAM 
POLKA DOT CHA 
BLACK KING COBRA REAL PLOTTER 
AND I STUDIED ALL THE REAL MOBSTERS 
ALL THE REAL SHOTTAS 
I CAN CHOP EM WITH CHOPPAS 
EXPOSE ALL YOUR INNER PASTAS 
EXPOSE ALL YOU IMPOSTERS 
BUT I JUST SMOKE WITH REAL RASTAS 
LET ME STRAIGHTEN MY POSTURE 
I RATHER KEEP IT KOSHER 
KOSHER KOSHER KOSHER 
YAK 

CHORUS 

THESE ARE THE FACTS 
THESE-THESE ARE THE FACTS 
JB ON ATTACK 
EASE OFF MY BACK 
GʼS IN MY BAG 
GʼS-GʼS IN MY BAG 
NOW SHES IN MY LAP 
PUT D IN HER BACK 
THESE ARE THE FACTS 
THESE-THESE ARE THE FACTS 
JB BE THE DAD 
NOW GET OFF MY BALLSACK 
EASE OFF MY BACK 
EASE-EASE OFF MY BACK 
YEAH IʼLL TAKE CARE OF THAT 
SLIM POPPA GOT THE BAG 

VERSE II 

UH OH DADDYS HOME 
I COME TO WHOOP ASS 
DIDNʼT I TELL YOU TO CUT THE GRASS?
AND I TOLD YOU TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH 
I REFUSE TO LET THIS TYPE OF DISRESPECT LAST 
GET THEM CHORES DONE FAST 
IN FRONT OF ALL YALL FRIENDS I WILL PUT YOU ON BLAST 
BET THEY DIDNʼT KNOW YOU FAILED 2ND GRADE 
DUMBASS 
HOW THE FUCK YOU GON RAP? 
YOU CANT EVEN READ JACK 
I SPIT CRACK
SO YOU A CRACK BABY 
NOW TAKE A NAP 
ITS MAD CHILD ABUSE WHEN IM LOOSE BITCH 
THATS NO CAP 
WISH I HAD ONE ON BEFORE I HAD YOU
THATS A FACT 
YOUʼRE SO DAMN DEPRESSING TO EVEN LOOK AT
WHERES A WHITE VAN 
WITH A OLD WHITE MAN 
WHEN YOU NEED A KIDNAP 
I DONʼT WANT THESE LIL NIGGAZ NO MORE 
OH LORD TAKE EM BACK 
I FUCKED HIPHOP AND I SHOULDA BUST ON HER BACK 
ON HER BACK 
BUT IM BACK 
YAK

Sliim Poppa

• produced by: https://soundcloud.com/eetsstee


LYRICS

WHAT'S A MAN
 IF HE AIN'T GOT NO MANHOOD?
WHAT'S A WOMAN
 IF SHE DON'T SAVE THE GOODS?
WHAT'S A HATER
IF THEY DONT SHOW FAKE LOVE?
I WISH MORE BLOOD
UNITE WITH CUZ
ITS ALL FAM
WE CAN THROW HANDS
BUT DONT MESS UP THE PLANS
TRYING TO SEE THIS PROMISE LAND
WE BEEN PROMISED..
MAAAAN
GODDAMN 
GOD IS BLACK-MAN
BUT I'M IN A TRANCE
WE STAY SO HIGH ALL THE TIME
YO ITS FUCKED UP
I ONLY FIND TRUTH IN A RHYME
YOU MEAN TO TELL ME
MY WHOLE DAMN EXISTENCE IS A CRIME?
SO ITS FUCK YOUR LAWS
FUCK 12
DONT WANNA ACCEPT US?
WELL FUCK HEAVEN
FUCK HELL
WHATS REAL?
CANT TELL
I'M SICK OF ALL MY NIGGAS LYING TO THEMSELVES
RED OR BLUE PILL
EITHER WAY
LIFE IS ILL
FILLED WITH SHITTY DEALS
TRY TO STAY WOKE
BUT THE NEWS FEED YOU NYQUIL
AND THEY TRY TO ASK YOU HOW YOU FEEL?
(I'M TIRED)
SO WE LET SHIT SLIDE
EASY TO MISS-
-TREAT NIGGAS FOR A VERY LONG TIME
DONT CRY
ITS NO SURPRISE
I AINT LIKE THESE OTHER GUYS
ITS DIFFERENT
YOU CAN TELL BY MY VISIONS
MENTAL DIVISION
BRAIN PUMPING PISTONS
YOU STUCK IN SUSPENSION
I PIQUE YOUR INTEREST
YOU MAY EVEN FIND ME SOMEWHAT SUSPICIOUS
FUCKING WITH...
INTUITIONS
YOU JUST WITNESSING GLITCHES
I PAINT PICTURES
RESPECT THAT IT'S VICIOUS
ITS THE BASE...

Synopsis

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LYRICS

I'm so on
spit like a drive-by better hit the lawn
Everybody can't be a king you a pawn
Eliminate Fredo's you far from a don
Get ya chain snatched not so lucky with ya charm huh?
Niggas is restless the stress is long
Shits goes back since oh deer was fawn
i just turned my headlights ooooon 
You know what this means......
Youʼre gone!
Did I mention Iʼm the don?
Your shit donʼt break me down Iʼm like corn
Slob on my cob, like it's your job that you might lose if you donʼt haacktooo!
spit on that dick with disrespect
donʼt forget bitch protect ya neck
Iʼm cummin in to bruise and bend
new poses like its yoga and zen
shoulda stretched hoe before you came to my gym
Oh yea it's on
And did i mention Iʼm the one?
Niggas throw sticks to hit you like a drum
But my feedback slaps
Can't you hear that boom clack?
Boom boom Clap
Stand back or get clapped
When Jef rap its a wrap
When Base rap its all crack
Thatʼs a fact
You can re-act
however you wanna re-react 
But that donʼt change I get black, real black, 
A nigga snap ugh

You're toooooorn
To pieces

Hereʼs the thesis
you suck like leeches
Just get beneath us
Cause you wonʼt survive get sidelined to the bleachers
Drop bombs off the meters
Penetrate through your speakers
I call em leakers
Spitting acid like a bastard 
it's fantastic
Nasty Nas Illmatic
Iʼm Basematic
Base magic
Pulling silly rabbits
out the cap
I mean hat
then but it back...
Ha haaaaaaaaa

I'm So On

Instrumental version of my beat for the producer battle vs Don Sticky Green. The Battle Version of this beat is a flip of Gangstarr Full Clip . Check the link below to hear the battle there’s scratching on the battle version

https://soundcloud.com/prod-battles

And here is Sticky Greens Sound Cloud Link. Dude is a bass fiend!

https://soundcloud.com/stickygreen93

Slazo Full Clip Battle Beat Instrumental

SC #352 - Bloxbeats - Angel

TPC 352

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Pikitis (364)

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