Revolution

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When the Revolution come I'm gonna be up front
 With my finga on the trigga of a Mossburg Pump
 When the Revolution come I'm gonna be right there 
With my nine in my hand and my eyes aflare

{verse}

And I declare, it’s on its way
The fire flares to set the world ablaze
But I’m not scared, I welcome earth’s decay
We’ll rise, preparing for a cursed fate
And from the debris, we’ll work our way
Back to the top at a certain pace
Building from thoughts that are worth the change
But first, we’ll take the money’s worth away
Redesign the climate to enlighten pilots
To fly in a sky of light and shinin
No pints of wine when we arrive in hybrids
We write with the mind with no sign of lyin
Fuck politicians, we fed up with the gimmicks
We don’t give a shit no more, and no respect is given
We gotta take em down before ignition of the fission
‘Cause even if we’re screaming they ain’t never gonna listen
Fuck my reputation
Fuck a presentation
Fuck these news stations
Ima tell em that I hate them
Ima make it clear that I’m fed up with over saturation
Over acts and plays, I’m over aggravated, say it
Say it loud with me, we don’t give a fuck
We takin over right now, your reign is done
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
In my motherfuckin self I trust

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{verse 2}

So when a kid walks in school and he shoots all his classmates
These motherfuckers act like the guns didn’t have a place
In the act made by the bastard who had slain
All these poor kids, how you live with them damn claims?
How you gonna lie and pretend like it’s okay
That this motherfucker bought a gun on the spot, no way
We gotta make change at a rapid rate before its too late
And all the students go to school with uzis on ‘em just in case
Next thing you know, everyday’ll be a massacre
A fast occurrence, action, hurt, and tragedy’ll clash and burn
Kids gettin bullied so they act with fervent passion first
Macs in purses, gats and curses strapped to calves and havoc stirs
But I’m not sayin take the guns away
I’m sayin regulate them, that could make the youngin’s safe
You can hunt and claim that you just want protection
But you don’t need an AR-15, ain’t no fuckin way
And when the day comes and we’re blasted to the Stone Age
I hope the new world brings about at least one change
I just want these motherfuckers seein that their old ways
Are just that - out of date, antiquated, no taste
But...

{hook}

//Written, produced, and mixed by Jvpitr
Hook inspired by Coolio's "The Revolution"//

Revolution - Single

Revolution

They wanna censor us
They want us left in dust
They want us restin up
That’s not what’s meant for us
They think we’ll take this shit
They don’t think we’ll make a hit
But when the eighth is lit
We’ll take our place with grins
We’re racin to the top
Not makin any stops
Don’t aim to make the bops that labels take for fame and wads
The wads turn into heaps
You jump in, diving deep
But then the surgeons creep
And take your eyes and spleen
I can see the faux lines you feed in prose
Ima need a coat when I turn heat to cold
Fine to be in boats with linin, seats and gold
But ima pierce a hole, youll cry while sinkin slow
If I get even colder, I might freeze the freakin ocean
See the ghosts

I left em dead in graves, the peasants say it’s better that way
A levy could break from how wet today gets with my heavy rain
The message relayed to everyone claimin they rep the greats
Energy second to none, and that’s been etched in slate
//
Written and mixed by Jvpitr
Produced by Mondriian https://soundcloud.com/mondriian

JustALilSomethin - Single

JustALilSomethin

JustALilSomethin (prod. By Mondriian)

// just something I had laying around and collecting dust from awhile ago, enjoy //

RisingFromAshes - Single

RisingFromAshes (Instrumental)

WE BACK AT IT

WRITTEN & MIXED BY ME
PRODUCED BY NSIIDE

LYRICS:

Watchin the Star Wars saga on vodka & ayahuasca
I’m probably gonna pause it and nod off before the falcon
Was rollin up a lot of these swisher blunts, now I’m coughin
I’d prolly have gotten commas by now if I stopped the ganja
A product of the drama between momma and my father
I’m obviously being honest, I’m still processin all of it
I’m feelin like I’m Paul when Ringo fallin into Tartarus
I’m all alone
The Lone Ranger
That’s the way it’s always been
I’m rewriting my history ‘cause that shit don’t mean shit to me
I’m leavin it in mystery, no difference realistically
I’m sayin fuck my past and all the partnerships I had
‘Cause I’m way harder than I ever was when I was part of that
Now I pop open Monaco’s, knockin over some dominoes
Making some bad decisions while listening to a lot of Hov
I used to be ambitious but stopped thinking of the future
I’m suturing the wounds but it’s useless ‘cause I’m a loser
Never been a schooler, a scholar, whatever dude I’m just a student of the hip-hop I’m used to attunin to
My patience runnin out and I feel anguish in the drought
I need some pay in mass amounts to ease the pain I’m zoomin through
The rain come down from cloudy weather, draining out the pounds in heaven
Face it, clown, I’m takin crowns, regardless what you think to do
I just need to get my ass up off the couch and cough this out and grind until I’m famous too
I’m hatin who you made the news
Maybe I’m just in denial and
I should fly to private islands
Try to vibe with violent silence
Let my mind be highly quiet
Maybe I should worry less
Maybe I should get a new dream
And get a sturdy check
Maybe I should search for that
Maybe I’m the devil
Sitting on my shoulder
Maybe the next level is gettin me even colder
Maybe I’m a rebel
Maybe I’m a soldier
Feelin like a pebble but I hope that I’m a boulder
Maybe I’m a meteor, a rock of dope that’s feeding urge
Maybe I’m in rear of hearses steering first to nearest dirt
Maybe I’m a saint misunderstood ‘cause all the kings he hurt
Maybe im delusional, it’s futile to assume the worst
All these questions
But never answers
I need a reverend
Like I need a cancer
Give me the pen then
I’ll write a stanza
To explain how I felt that
I’m fallin faster
I been feelin like it’s hopeless lately, truthfully
You should see
What I see
The future seems so crude to me
Who is he?
The newest demon on the rudest scene with rudest beats
Call me Jvpitr, please use the v when you tweet
This

3, 2, 1... The Comeback - Single

3, 2, 1... The Comeback

WRITTEN BY ME
MIXED BY ME
PRODUCED BY HOMAGE

{verse}

Sanity is passin me by, I fear I’m wastin time
Tryna hold on, but I might just have to break inside
I hate the light
It stains my eyes
Hazy, bloodshot, dilated, reddish, lazy, dry
Who am I? What I have become?
I am numb
I am one with what I succumb to
I am something you don’t run to
I function in fucked up disruptions
I fuck it up then hit the blunt to indulge in a slumber
I’m falling under, vision going dark and I can’t see
I am bleeding, I am searing in the evil, damnedest heat
I am me, I am we, I am people that will eat
Standing leaders standing deeper in a sea of their own cheese

{hook}

Levitate, levitate
Pen to the effin page
Checkin the résumé, gettin a check today
Heaven has left to lay everything dead to waste
Step into dread and say never can devils play
Head of a renegade, rebel in debt
Sentences meant to pay everything left
Tentative presence, I’m better in bed
Get there to network then jet out instead
I’m not a people person
I don’t really do shit but work
I just try to get my grind first
Before they put my ass in a hearse
I just wanna get it big before I fuckin die
I just wanna touch the sky and love my mind before I’m dry
And I’m shriveled up in whittled covers, crib for fuckin flies
If I’m in the fuckin sky, I’ll spit this shit for the big guy
Show him I’m the goat and he should focus on his poems
‘Cause he wrote one but I hope he knows it’s got folks goin under
They noggin’s vacant, blocked, and traded
For a wad of payment
They indoctrinated, God, I hate it
Oh my god, ironic, ain’t it?

{hook}

I’m tryna jump up high and get my feet up in the sky
Ima see what I can see, if I can see it then I might
Have to recollect all of my feelings for the fight
‘Cause I’m here to prove my hunger, and my demons give me spine

{verse}

I’m feelin like a velociraptor with loose teeth
I’m super moody, I’m fumin, I’m zooted off new things
Truly the new king, you’ve been abused, we
Brutish, you fools leave
Our duty is to clean
Clean up all y’all dirt
Mop it up and go to work
We just hop up in the booth and put the ruger to the earth
You lose me to the verse as Bobby turn to Jvpitr
You losers heard me right, I’m two of you dudes at my worst
I’m frugal with the purse, I use my moolah for the ferns
I was blew just like a smurf when I had doodled up this verse

{hook}

Spine - Single

Spine (prod. by Homage)

SOMA

WRITTEN, PERFORMED, & MIXED BY JVPITR

PRODUCED BY BEATSINMYBACKPACK

LYRICS:

Pop a pill and rinse it down your throat with city water
If it causin you to start up, shut it down by sippin altar
Wine and feelin fine, just sniff a line if you fill wallet
But if you broke you sober, if you slip you alcoholic
My local pharmacy is doin none but harm to me
I can see the Doctors thinkin we may need lobotomy
I ain’t fond of these Diogenes that want to pause our green
But they got they paws on cheese because they partnered with the lofty kings
They stealin all our data and we don’t even care
I’m a victim of the shit despite the fact I’m aware
I should throw out my devices and retract from the air
And delete the social media I track with a stare
Google run the shit and Amazon in it too
In the future you gon only see what they want for you
Disney gonna run the media you consume
And yo room gon be filled with Apple products to use
Warner Brothers, Universal, Sony gon collapse
And combine into a violent, silent, potentest attack
On artistry, a part of me will hope to see a gap
But I know it’s gon be hardening and closin very fast
And these are just the companies you know on back of hand
But in fact the man that’s runnin shit won’t go on any stand
Controllin that we lack the focus for a plan to dash
They gon hold us in they grasp and throw us swollen at the trash
I wrote this as a rapper but I spoke it as a man and
It’s no joke that we’re in shackles and we’re doped up on demand and
We’ve been roped up in a tragedy like Romeo and Hamlet and it’s hopeless to imagine we could go without a casket

The soma in our system leaves us stoked about a picture of the snow in coldest winter when we know it’s out the window
Foamin out the lips, we don’t know what’s been soakin in us
We been overdosed with scriptures and approached and told we’re sinners

jvpitr