Name: Epilogue (Prod. Lekeus) by Jwles in Copy of Du Purusha
Duration: 2 min 37 s
Description: The Essence

Copy of Du Purusha


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FUBTRO1FHG8

Eyes watery, popped out arteries, are the reasons obvious?
Cop visas so they don't see us,
Nauseous from the lust of fame, flashes followin' ashes,
wadded poison ivy provokin' handrashes,
That's pretty much what the Crackerjack is,
Important persona, so icy he had to wear fur in the sauna,
owner of bungalows in the Samoa, some more,
Is what he's after, what he needs to go forward,
Protected from the outside but inside like Gomorra,
Sharin' gnocchis in Genoa, with a lady but don't even know her,
Then show her the Rockies all the way to the Mississippi magnolias,
But all he really is, is the role he has and he puffs it all in haze

Crackerjack need the blanco, 
Crackerjack, Crackerjack need the blanco,
Crackerjack need the blanco,
Crackerjack, Crackerjack need the blanco,
Callin' Griselda Blanco, Griselda Blanco,
Callin' Griselda Blanco,
Crackerjack need the blanco,
Crackerjack, Crackerjack need the blanco,
Griselda Blanco

He high, he lost but he rich, so he boast,
He in the hot spot, on the stove, steamin' like a hot pot,
'Til he evaporates, situation aggravates, 
Rough face from the liquored grapes,
Rouged cheeks to cover on the tapis rouge,
But the bottles remain in the cupboard,
And he's gonna end quicker than summer,
A lot of leaks but no plumber, 
His arsenal of gunners dispatched for the hundreds',
A shootin' star blinded by the reflect of his own light,
Known as tight, but mites slid in,
Chewed what they could of the wood, 
Left what he wanted,
Him and the paper, haunted,
By the toxic vapors, soon to be a fat lard, out of the radar


Crackerjack need the blanco, 
Crackerjack, Crackerjack need the blanco,
Crackerjack need the blanco,
Crackerjack, Crackerjack need the blanco,
Callin' Griselda Blanco, Griselda Blanco,
Callin' Griselda Blanco,
Crackerjack need the blanco,
Crackerjack, Crackerjack need the blanco,
Griselda Blanco

Crackerjack (Prod. Lekeus)

Cover by @x1000

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gUFT_Nmm3vk

Attablé, on s'moque de schmocks, smoke en smoking, 
entre potes et une bande de coquines, 
puis je m'observe dans la glace, fond du couloir, 
sûr, bras posé sur l'accoudoir, 
soundainement, un type se soulève, blanc, capuché, 
a dû éplucher quelques infos à mon sujet. 
Il s'approche, quelque chose cloche, 
alors je chevauche le sofa, fauche le soft à cette femme, 
robe mauve, regard de fauve, mais plus le temps de tomber lovah, 
le undercover a déjà tiré il faut que j'me sauve, 
ils n'avaient pas prévu ça en s'abreuvant, 
courent dans tous les sens en beuglant, 
seul sans mon gue-gan, voguant entre les corps, vite, sors, 
bondis au-dessus des bornes du métro, 
mes progrès agissant contre mon gré, 
du blanc au rouge pour du vert comme la Hongrie, 
plongé sous le tunnel, prunelles cachées sous les lunettes, sous la grimace de Funès, s'image un chemin funeste

Back in the stables, with the horses and the corsicans, 
whisky levelled up by the ice, hairy knuckles collide as we toast, street gods, watch out for whatya' say, you're under oath, 
knife to the neck of the roast chicken like a hostage, 
all squeezed around the table like sausages, 
lost digits are brought up and make the wise guys fidget, 
cringes under the well-done fringes, 
but it's got in their veins like syringes,
inches of fur lengthen, goomahs with the legs thin, 
money in the head and sex in the pockets, 
afford rockets thanks to the large splits, 
spits fungus on the ground, cigars in the Ritz, 
lungs is exhalin' the smoke of the crown.

Suivi comme l'on traque Montana, l
âche, me cache sous la Tramuntana, J
oe Montana comme passeur pour ma nana, 
de l'autre côté des Alberts, la reçoit comme Jerry, 
le soir en ferry, en bas de la péninsule ibérique, 
elle, hystérique, me fait regretter les astérisques de mes actes, 
les policiers commencent à cerner mes axes de déplacements, 
des placements dorénavant sécurisées, juridiquement immunisé, 
plus qu'une destination à viser, 
dérapage du boat au bord de la côte, 
saute aussitôt dans le zodiac, attrape Zonia, m'assois, 
bientôt le cognac 
et nos pieds qui s'entremêlent sur le tapis peau de yak, 
tellement niais de ma part 
de croire qu'ils n'allaient jamais m'avoir, 
à peine, apercevais-je ma crique privée, 
les hélices tambourinaient, 
au centre des vagues d'ondes, j'étais ciblé

Johnny Delgado (Prod. Kader)

Cover by Alx

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vy2jYJHNXIo

Produced by @Lekeus
Mixed by Kader 
Mastered by @KostralOne

Lyrics :

Pour me up some mo’ Neo-Codion,
Analyzin’ symbols, Champollion,
Slowin’ me down like Jerry Sloan, John Stockton and Karl Malone,
Home alone, Joe Pesci tryin’ to sneak in, THC be heatin’,
Creepin’ into cells, smokin’ my head to hell,
yeah, I need some help,
And what do I do ? play some Badu,
Chop the bamboo, sit and think like Hindus,
Then I’m talkin with Zeus, guzzlin’ juice,
Puzzlin’ routes to drive off the troops, mind off the roots, 
Recruits got boots in the mud, keep slippin’,
Boast about a coochie and a hug, keep sippin’
Samurai ties professionalizin’ my rise,
Fightin’ a body of lies,
That constanty modifies from head to thighs,
Head, body, head like Mickey Ward,
I can’t hit no more, please hand me a sword,
I can’t afford to desert this war,

Who can define, who can define, who can define me ?
Who can define me ? Who can just find ? Who can just find  the Holy Grail ?
Holy Grail, Holy, Holy Grail

Who can just find ? (x2) 
Who can define me ? (x2)

Who can define ? Who can just find the Holy Grail ?
Holy Grail, Huh, Holy Grail,
Who can just find ? Who can just find ?
Holy Grail
Who can define me ? (x3)

Terrorize like Tommy Pitera’s eyes,
No pity for an error, I,
Stay on my own, no gemini,
Only trust my seminar,
Pigeons, we send ‘em off, messages in the mouth,
Cough in their coffin, soften instead of solvin’,
Heaven high, hell low, deadly horizontal,
Tell me (x3) cuando, Raekwon gonna knock on the door,
Monopoly like Monsanto, runnin’ bare feet like an Oromo,
Throw it deep, Tony Romo, steppin’ on snakes with skin that glow,
Bones, we blow, arrows in the marrow,
Road is narrow, can’t roll,
Facin’ Sol Campbell, soul under the Kangol,
Where can I go ? Where can I go ?
Charly, where do I go ? Where do I go ? (x2)
Wind blowin’ open the gates to my goals,
And when I’m in, behind they close,

Who can define, who can define, who can define me ?
Who can define me ? Who can just find ? Who can just find  the Holy Grail ?
Holy Grail, Holy, Holy Grail

Who can just find ? (x2) 
Who can define me ? (x2)

Who can define ? Who can just find the Holy Grail ?
Holy Grail, Huh, Holy Grail,
Who can just find ? Who can just find ?
Holy Grail
Who can define me ? (x3)


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www.youtube.com/watch?v=8HY7hWNmnVE

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