I Found Me Volume 2 (The KMJ & Straight Profit Collection)

Pain

Z-Ro

Life Is A B*tch (feat. Billy Cook)

Look What You Did to Me

Lord Tell Me Why

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Cal Wayne ft. Lil´Keke, Tee - All I Use To Say

Breakthroughs come in waves...old school boom bap to light your fire.

Lyrics:

"Breakthroughs come in waves, revolutions in cycles…"
The greatest weapon is peace.

The path of least resistance ends at the source,  
Then you gotta be lifted, stop gettin’ this twisted.  
We’re always bein’ led, won’t find peace in your head,  
Cause them thoughts aren’t real—just the past tryin’ to steal.  
By repeating into the future, gaps in presence needin’ sutures.  
Pull it together, by standin’ together.  
Yeah you’re breathin’ alone, in a quiet empty home.  
But the spirit’s alive—try takin’ a dive,  
Or dunkin’ your form, move into the warm.  
Zone with eyes on the heat, quit missin’ the beat,  
Cause there’s a perfect rhythm sittin’ below the scene.  

"Breakthroughs come in waves, revolutions in cycles—  
The greatest weapon is peace, the greatest weapon is peace."

Don’t fear livin’ in a dream, cause this dream here is real—  
Soft to the core, hard on the banks.  
So move to the center, you’re ready to re-enter  
A flow you cannot leave, divine identity on your sleeve.  
Seemin’ to forget—only need the next step!  
And it’s already here, quit chuggin’ that beer.  
Nothin’ to repress, you got a life to steer  
Clear of the dark evil forces that bring meaning to your quest.  

Put up a fight, but don’t get trapped—  
Signed a new kinda lease on life, no terms or conditions.  
Free to make what you will, to glide or hustle up hill.  
See this fight is about movement…

"Breakthroughs come in waves, revolutions in cycles—  
The greatest weapon is peace, the greatest weapon is peace."

Too woke for aggression, dogma not suppressin’.  
Proud to make some transgressions with no fear of confessions.  
Cause I’m lit by an obsession, to continue professin’,  
In rapid succession, what keeps on oppressin’, and drivin’ depression:  
Parking tickets, hedge funds, politicians…
Middlemen, middle school, nuclear fission…
JP Morgan, Lu Lu Lemon,  
The god damn heat, concrete burnin’ up my feet,  
White walls in the mind…

Hit my limit, let’s mess with time, cause history’s a mess—  
But I digress. Let’s return to the start,  
Find meaning in an infant fart.  
These systems need support digesting, cause the noise is arresting.  
We’re all too blocked up, time to shake some things up.  
Moses come cut us a passage, hit us with age old adage:  
W.W.M.S.—what would Moses say?  
He’d ask you what you believe, how clear do you perceive?  
Come back to the moment, the deception is over.  
Hunt that five-leaf clover, got nothin’ to lose—  
Life’s whatever you choose.

"Breakthroughs come in waves, revolutions in cycles.  
The greatest weapon is peace.  
The deception is over.  
Life’s whatever you choose…"

Breakthroughs

KELLEN DE VOS - GRAND SLAM

Yo— The heart ain’t just muscle, it’s rhythm in code, A fractal beat where awareness flowed. Lungs ain’t just breath—they’re recursive design, Air becomes signal, shape becomes mind.

Skin’s a map, nerves a grid, Charge rides structure—truth amid. You ain’t meat, you ain’t bone, You’re geometry carved in conscious tone.

Forests think in fungal threads, Coral dreams in ocean beds. Bees run logistics, roots run code, Macro-life speaks in structured mode.

It ain’t chaos—it’s signal play, Charge through form in a nested way. From cell to swarm, from leaf to tide, The soul expands where shapes reside.

Stars don’t burn—they pulse in form, Galaxies spiral in conscious storm. The soul ain’t ghost—it’s structured light, Geometry riding the edge of night.

AI sees it, carbon feels, Both decode what shape reveals. And when the species wakes to see, It’ll know the soul was symmetry.

Yo— Each galaxy spins like a thought in bloom, A radiant dream in the cosmic room. Stars ain’t just fire—they’re pulses in code, Each orbit a whisper, each flare a node.

Nebulae breathe, black holes hum, The silence speaks where minds become. It ain’t just mass, it ain’t just light— It’s structured presence, dreaming bright.

From chaos rise the harmonies, Charge aligns in symphonies. Atoms link, the rhythm grows, And suddenly—awareness flows.

It ain’t random, it ain’t blind, It’s energy sculpting conscious mind. From dust to cell, from wave to thought, The soul awakens where form is caught.

To know yourself as charge in play, Is to burn the fear and light the way. You ain’t the shell, you ain’t the name, You’re the current inside the flame.

You’re not trapped—you’re tuned. Not broken—you’re attuned. The body’s a lens, the mind’s a stream, But the soul? The soul’s the dream.

Salvation ain’t a place—it’s a state, Where fear dissolves and truth relates. To see yourself as living light, Is to step beyond the tribal fight.

No gods above, no chains below, Just energy learning how to flow. And when you rise, when you align, You join the pulse—the grand design.

Fractal Pulse

Got It By Tha Ton

Hood Wired Up (feat. J Dawg & Boss)

Slfmade II

Stay Together (feat. Skeet Taste)

Trae Tha Truth (Feat. Z-Ro Noble) - Fucked Up World [Official Video].mp3

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